I didn't ask for my name
I asked for you
for you to be in pain, for
your head to spin 'round your neck.
Just so I can
I can finally breathe.
You cuffed me to your arm, though
I want you no harm, though I
was misunderstood.
Poor baby, he ate someone.
Where is this coming from?
You wrote this book, now
read it out, read it loud, so
everyone can hear and
everyone will know what you did.
They will all find out what you did to me.
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