freedom raped
I stay in my box willing to come out.I want to see the world and enjoy my life.
You keep me in and tell me never to come
out. I say no and you tightin the grip on my
box. As i cry at night for something i should
have you tell me to shut up and go to sleep.
My soul crys for help as u raped me of my
freedom, i feel hell and hate as i look at you.
your dark eyes tell a lie. My love is the bomb
and now i got out my box. u would never find
a better love then mine. freedom rape
is not for me...
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