I am the slave

            You the master

            You paid nothing for me

            I came to you freely

            Then was enslaved by myself

            You had no need for a slave

            Then you began to like having one

            Now I desire freedom

            You need me more than ever

            Wanting to be a slave no more

            I have to sever my soul to escape.
Enslaved
Monkeyboy
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