Bounded in chains;
Tied in hands and legs
Not able to move;
Masked in mouth
not able to speak
No freedom;
Had to pay;
for my parents debt
Used my body;
for payment;
yet the boss still collects
He collects change
Now a slave;
A slave to the bed
I need help
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Author:
D\'Poetic Princess (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 15th, 2025 14:21
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Wow! Dark very dark, sad and with feelings of hopelessness. It feels so wrong in many ways just as slavery is wrong in so many ways. To pay for someone else's debts, to be sold as an object. Powerful!
Thank you so much
You are most welcome
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