Your violence stung like a bee
Once you shut the door, fear gripped me
I quivered like I was the defrosted sea
I swayed to every bad word you called me
I worshipped you
You were my god
But then you got used to it
Now I have the eye of a lion
The wings of an eagle
I see all the lies you told daily
I am free finally
I will make it eventually
My eyes shine bright like the champion that I am.
If only you knew...
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