Trapped

Follow me my dearest one

Allow me to show the way to perfection.

Lay your head in my hands

For I’m about to give an explanation.

 

You are fat my love.

A waste of total and complete space

But do not worry for dear Ana is here.

I will love you when no one else will.

I will stay when you break down.

You will crawl to me on your hands and knees

Tears streaming down your ugly face

Begging me to help you,

To make you stronger.

 

I will stay

I will love

You will obey

You stupid dove.

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