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161 · Mar 2018
The Whip
Whitney Mar 2018
Have you ever met such a kind soul who didn't know their worth

Or a pair of eyes who long to smile but no longer know how

A marvelous wonder of a human being you'd expect to find at the end of a rainbow

Instead she is captured in a fiery cage full of hate , rage and doubt

One who follows his games and takes the blame as if there is no way out

She knows no true love from that one

He took the oxygen and choked the wildfire that had once claimed her soul

He had stole her sparkle and shine

With his every word her heart was broken bound to chains and tamed

He had made her a fool to his games

His touch like poison a sting from the lash of it
For he is the whip who bruised her .

— The End —