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Author: Mistress K. Darq-Chylde
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Angst - Reviews: 4 - Published: 01-04-03 - Updated: 01-04-03 - id:1161184

The Limit

11/1/2002 1:47 pm

Chained and barred

Collared and fettered

I am a thing to be toyed with

Used and abused

Beaten and bruised

Soon you'll learn that my limits don't go very far

I can only bleed so much before I am broken

Before the Daemon is loosed and the Beast is awoken

Those who know try to keep me apathetic

And then there are others who just whip me harder

Thinking that since they are free, they are smarter

If released I would rule them all...

They keep me locked up, like unto a cage

They know my imprisonment strengthens my rage

As I sit here, day after lonesome day

But one day, mark me, one day I'll break free

I'll make them pay, I'll make them see that NO ONE can imprison me...

But until that day comes, I'll keep sitting here

Chained and barred

Collared and fettered

Still a thing to be toyed with

Used and abused

Beaten and bruised

We'll see if they push me to the limit today...

©Randi Sears



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