Break Me, Beast
She saved me like I was worth saving.
Now I use my axe to prove her right.
They took her to punish me. Thought I’d crumble when they made her a doll.
Porcelain doesn’t scream like she did. Porcelain doesn’t beg to be broken again.
They turned her into a thing to be looked at.
I’m going to turn them into pieces.
I fought for her in the pits. I killed for her in the streets.
Now I’ll burn the continent to get her back.
They don’t know what I am.
But she does.
They called her broken.
Now she limps because of me.
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