thunder

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i said a couple of words

so you turned my way

you had a lesson i learned

because i was a little girl

molding me like clay

i obeyed what lay in your mind

and how little did i know

how life changes over time

you ignored my silent cries

slowly you turn from a friend to a foe

when the moon and stars are tangled

i listen to your snores and plot

your smile always makes me strangle

my life is yours to dangle

and my actions are always thoughts

i am punished for bravery

chided upon for my loud wonders

never honest or never have knavery

my rings are a symbol for my slavery

and no one hears his or my thunder

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