Why won't she let me? I never know what to write, The words scramble on my page. Itching to get out, free them of their torture But they're trapped within her hand; She controls my every move Like each blow to my face with the scalding hot pan, I'm at her mercy. She knows I want to write To free myself from her grasp and into my own world But she won't let me. Why won't she let me?
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