Plea to my Capture
If you won't allow me my freedom give me control or sentence me to nothing. I can no longer stand to be apart of this half life you’ve given me. I am an equal, a companion, or I am you slave. Keep me as this pet of yours any longer and I will be gone when you return. I’ll give in, give up. I’ll stand up, stand tall. But one must be chosen if you wish for anything of me than a cold lifeless corpse.
- CZ
















