Raining. Sick. Afraid.
I know, you see. I've been there.
I can't see to drive.
Understand it all:
Twisted psyche. Possession.
Nine tenths of the law.
They think so. It's their
right, to own, have, and yes, kill.
Because it is theirs.
No one better touch their toys,
but a person isn't a thing.
A person lives, breathes,
has a mind, feelings and guts.
But to them, a thing.
Not person. A nobody.
Display piece. That's all. Or else....
You see, I've been there.
I lived that every day.
And the rain comes down...
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