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Whipped, Bound & Gagged.
I’m stuck in this room, dark and desolate.
Ball around my ankel along w| a chain, crys seep from my body like a song it refrains
The whipping, the gashes & cuts oh galore.
I sit and i think “oh it couldn’t get worse”
I sit and i’m patient, like a dog i obey
As i’m told by my master “oh you better not stray”
But curiosity kicks in, flows through the brain then the vains.
Again, i’m whipped, bound & gagged oh how the blood it does stain
And i ask myself for the very last time, “why hould i endure such tourture and pain?”
So i stand up and say “i’ve got nothing to lose only to gain”
I take a walk down the ally and right up the stairs
And as i walk to the door oh my anger it flairs
Ready for battle i meet my opponent
But i look down & around and see nothing but rodents
So i search and i look but to my big surprise
Hes faced with his punishemnt, student beats master.
Oh and i look at the time and it couldn’t pass faster.
And to my big surprise oh who could this be?
My masters finally whipped, bound and gagged.
I’m finally free <|3- brianna roberts.
I wrote this all by myself, i’m not a dark person. i watched a movie that inspired me to write this, hostel. quite the interesting movie. i’ll get more work up soon, thanks and goodnight.
