Red, black, betrayal and hate.
Don't haste, don't hurry, don't be early, don't be late.
Your commands are my utter weaknesses, your face stings my eyes.
The sound of your voice, breaks me even more.
When will you see, that I am not who you think, nor what you see?
Was I never good enough for you, even though I exhausted myself slaving away my hours, being tortured by you?
Never was I listened to, never did you care.
Always did your voice shout, and your eyes always stared.
But in the end, you weren't as strong, as you made yourself seem.
For when I tried to retaliate, crumble did your ego, drown did your heart, and with every minute, you slowly fell apart.
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