She worked all day and all night,
To keep others happy, she worked so much
Sadly though, she knew not, what made her happy.
She was lonely, she wished for freedom,
Freedom from the chains of fate
Those bloody chains,
the ones that had already cut into her skin
the ones that had already cut into her skin
leaving behind marks of agony,
Marks that would not be erased by anything.
Marks that she would regret getting for
a long time afterwards!
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