It isn't enough that I do the things you ask
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But you want me to beg for more
As you sit and contemplate what degredation
Will come out of your mouth with the next step.
I want to stand up and proclaim my independence
Lashing out at you and your twisted thoughts
Instead I supress my urges and struggle no more
Against what I have become.
You are the one thing I feared the most
And like a moth to the flame, I was there
Until the end you will treat me like a puppet
Tugging and pushing me into harm's way.
There is no fight left inside me now
You wore it out within mere moments
A fluttering memory passes through
As I remember how it once was.