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By CryingShame58 Date: 2003 Jun 02 Comment on this Work [[2003.06.02.13.57.29038]] |
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He sits high and mighty, His associates sit in judgment, Unaware of his ruthless methods, They whisper and dwell on the past. Many moons ago he held her captive, Along with a cohort and other victims, Sensationally alluring, but nearly deadly, Traumatized by her vulnerabilities. Scheming daily to keep supporters in his realm, He slithers through powers, His hidden agenda breed affliction, Few can see through deceitful gates. Although damaged, she climbs from the evil pit, Bearing the filth and discards the garbage in the fire. Walks away in disbelief and frightened, Shuddering from the detrimental influence. His followers bonded by ignorance, He toys with their affections, Persuades and influences their trustful minds, Neglecting the silent ones that broke free. How long can she stay mute? The garbage was wasted in the flames. His malicious output impaired her energy, But her spirit will rekindle and sing. |