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What is my name?What is my name?What is my name? by Hope-is-my-life
What is my name? you hear me ask, ignore me out of spite.
I am a humble servant you think its only right.
A whip across my shoulders, tells me I’m being trite.
What is my name? I whimper, as I learn well not to fight.
What is my name? the others can not answer me this rhyme,
we pose it in the darkness, as we sit there passing time,
as we wait upon your pleasure and the midnight bell to chime.
What is my name? we whisper, to the darkness so sublime.
What is my name? I do not know and you, you do not care.
Peasant, Ghoul, or Servant, Slave, or White Mouse, fetch my chair!
you give an order. Turn away and I’m still waiting, there.
What is my name? I question as the silence fills the air
What is my name? I do not know and now I fear to ask,
I bow my head, my thoughts a mess, as you set me to my task.
My memories are fading my names behind the mask.
What is my name? I cry at night, sat here with deaths own flask.
Maybe I should stop looking I mean, all else has