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You would be the death of me
I slowly close my eyes
to fall into the restful slumber of my own demise
but you stop me
torture me
scar me
rape me
all while you tell me you love me
you are my demon
the one that got me in this mess
the devil who killed all my hopes and dreams
starting with the child that is now growing inside me.
i did not ask for this
i did not want this
but what happened, happened
what is done, done
i am your slave
you are my captor.
and i am no longer free to live my life
you will be the death of me
to fall into the restful slumber of my own demise
but you stop me
torture me
scar me
rape me
all while you tell me you love me
you are my demon
the one that got me in this mess
the devil who killed all my hopes and dreams
starting with the child that is now growing inside me.
i did not ask for this
i did not want this
but what happened, happened
what is done, done
i am your slave
you are my captor.
and i am no longer free to live my life
you will be the death of me
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