Sophia Zimmel

Sophia Zimmel

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I didn’t know he’d go all crazy

My own boyfriend

Dragging me

Down

Down

Down

Into his cold basement

Letting my head hit the stairs

My hands are tied

Binded by the rough rope,

Rope

Rope

Rope

He tells me I am his.

But I am not

I will not let him have me

But I can make him think

Think that I am his

Think that I have fallen in love

But how can I?

My mouth has a sock in it

I cannot speak

I cannot ...