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My life is not my own
It’s only callousness I’m shown
I am kicked, & I am thrown
I am forced fed growth hormone
Because what I want never matters
I exist solely to benefit others
After my brain & blood splatters
My body parts lay cooked on a platter
I do not trust the masters
Those cruel, cold bastards
My cries beget their laughter
My captor
Truth masker
for I have seen no pasture
Just hard cement & cold steel
The truth of my life concealed
I’m a cog in the wheel
To be ground up for a meal

I am abused
I am used

I am only free in death

Be my voice!

 

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