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i, your creator

father, in nature

god, your maker

decide chemical makeup

you are mine to break

to mold, and to waste

here, you will stay

my prisoner, my eternal slave

this is the consequence

of your unwelcomed existence

it should have been you

who died that day

they took her from me

and you will pay

i brought you to this place

i will make it your hell

each day that you breathe

and spit through your teeth

you will wish you could speak

but you will be too weak

your instinct for survival

will be dead on arrival

each noise that you make

you will be beat with such hate

no words will escape

you will die every day

you will never feel

your fathers embrace

your hope is gone

your life is mine