The whiping boy
By Seer
My world extends to the walls of my room and it wont get any bigger i have no window and i rarely see the light this is the life i live i am punished for anothers sins and he i do not know i am told he is royalty so i know we'll never meet i am beat with a whip amd sometimes a cane my only wish is for freedom which i shall never recieve i cannot escape for the door is barred and the walls are made of stone so here i sit and wait in silence till the next time they call for the whiping boy Written March 4th, 2002 © on Mar 04 2002 11:37 AM PST 0 • 1
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"My world extends..."