Here I lay, bleeding to death…
They stabbed me, beat me, and confused me
Why would they do that, though? I’ve done nothing wrong…
I was starved, shut in a pitch black stall without even the slightest beam of light
They poked and prodded me, yelling and making unneccesary noise, and the commotion was scary.
When they finally let me out of the dark stall, I ran out, very bewildered and disoriented
And that’s when the hell began- first, a few men on horseback ran at me with spears and lances
They stuck those painfully sharp sticks into my back and shoulders, ripping flesh and sending pain shooting through my body
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