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Intervention
All of your battles were won
With the aid of your bullets and gun.
You felt so much bigger
When you pulled the trigger;
You finally felt like someone.
You took me and locked me away.
Fresh water and food everyday.
I suffered a lot,
But deserved what I got;
I had so many debts to repay.
You gagged me and bound me in chains,
Poured buckets of bleach on my stains.
I struggled at first,
But it only got worse,
So I suffered the aches and the pains.
You strove to correct every flaw.
My defects were all that you saw.
Under attack
I was flat on my back,
I ignored all the blood on the floor.
But everything failed in the end.
You pushed me, but I wouldn’t bend.
You tried to repair
All the cracks that were there,
But I was too broken to mend.
With the aid of your bullets and gun.
You felt so much bigger
When you pulled the trigger;
You finally felt like someone.
You took me and locked me away.
Fresh water and food everyday.
I suffered a lot,
But deserved what I got;
I had so many debts to repay.
You gagged me and bound me in chains,
Poured buckets of bleach on my stains.
I struggled at first,
But it only got worse,
So I suffered the aches and the pains.
You strove to correct every flaw.
My defects were all that you saw.
Under attack
I was flat on my back,
I ignored all the blood on the floor.
But everything failed in the end.
You pushed me, but I wouldn’t bend.
You tried to repair
All the cracks that were there,
But I was too broken to mend.
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