The Brutal Master

Why do you beat down on us, all day all night?

You suffocate us, we cannot breathe

I feel like tearing my skin off

My head is aching

My blood is boiling

crush me, and I’ll crush somebody else

my mind is filling with violence

mercy Lord, please help LORD

The brutal master is Guam weather, esp during the summer.  Don’t come here to live, or he’ll make you regret it…

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