Oh No
Oh No
Is that what they say?
He is in my way
He will hurt me someday
Holding me down
Imposing his will over me
Making me fear everyday
Keeping me half not whole
He is so close to his goal
A succubus draining my soul
He took away my light
How could I not see?
It was him not me?
On no not me
Too late you see
Too late for me
As he leaves me behind
Broken and bruised
Blood on his hands
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