Perfect Little Soldier.
Go ahead
Cut me off
then ask me,
why I dont speak up.
I learned my lesson
It's not my voice you want.
It's my obedience.
So I'll just shut up.
Follow your lead.
Without a word.
Go ahead, push me further.
I won't tell you if it hurts.
Perfect little soldier.
With it's mouth sewn shut.
My heart is growing colder.
All I wanted was love.
What I got was a mission
Just make you proud.
I love making you smile.
Even if I bleed out.
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