CCCLXXXVIII

 

You wrap me up in heavy chains

Siphon the blood from my veins

You dictate my every move

Ration my water and food

Even though you crush my pride

I will never comply

The hour glass is emptying fast

I assure you that your control will not last

Your hatred has made you blind

You cannot conceive that your power will be gone in a matter of time

 

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