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Slavedriver

And in the distance as the sunlight fades
the earth spun more once around.
To a close draws this day I’ve made
gutted, whimpering, without a sound.

Sunlight fades, twilight dawns
no longer then, to tarry here.
Why do I feel like someone’s pawn
used, abused, a slave mean and mere

I cry out in desperation;
“rescue me” I implore.
In fervent need of liberation
from myself the master I deplore.




Well well. It has a rhyme scheme.

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