My Living Hell
I give up
I have no luck
I am your slave, by your side is where I should stay.
Hustle for my master
Get him what he needs
Even if that means getting on my knees.
Lonely he shall not feel
My chore is to carry the guilt
Maybe you do love me more then anyone else
HA! welcome to my living hell.
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