The more I try to fight
The more you bind me tight
Your chains around me keep me bound
Unable to move, even along the ground
You keep me locked down below
Guarded with a poisoned arrow
Your ways to tame me became cruel
More and more as in confidence you grew
My spirit grows weaker and weaker
Your fists come down upon me stronger
My back is aching and sore
Hot tears fall down onto the floor
My will to live fades away
Your blows decrease my days
My soul is tortured enough
It wishes to fly away
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