Free me Master

Òld Master set me free,  

your days has drawn closer

you have grown angry and bitter,

how long will hold me and try to mold me into your peace of crap

what joy is their for me to suffer in your hand

at your mercy I will bow before thy and the others shall adore you

but master you are nothing but a man with a different skin colored from me

why master?

listen to me master

my heart is crying

and yelling FREE ME MASTER FREE ME MASTER FREE ME

NOW OR ELSE!!!!!!!!!!!

You was to angry  to see that. I am gone master

free from your grip.

it seems your will is not my commend anymore master,

why do I still says master

I am done and I am living

when your day come I will be neither sad nor happy but

I am going to be free.

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