My fursona, curled into Fetal Position
I've been beaten down
I can't feel my voice
It's not a choice
I've freely made
I lie on the ground
Hardly breathing
Hardly being
How much more of this can I take?
I, will not break,
Because of what you had made me.
I, will not bend,
Just for your desire
I, will not fall,
Because I learned early on
If I will not break, I must stand tall!
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