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/ 7 syllables per line / mixed rhyme scheme /
⚠️ LONG POEM ⚠️
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Prepare your mercenaries
Send me the bloodiest ones
No, I am not your daughter
That time period is over
You war on my dignity
Step over my boundaries
Like it was not important
I want to be me, be free
But you'll always pierce my heart
Prepare all your bribery
Tell me of your sob stories
Know what you're about to say
For I've memorized your script
Remembered all your tactics
From name calling to glaring
Pretending and ignoring
That I actually exist
Outside of your crushing hold
Mother, this is all so sick
Your want to over control
If I bring shame to our name,
Then why don't you just kill me?
Why don't you just set me free?
You started my suffering
I now demand an ending
It's justice, I'll hear you claim
Each time they would ask you why
I would shut my mouth and cry
Why are we like this, mother?
Of course, you'd never bother
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