With pleading eyes filled with tears
All hope was fading fast
She knelt in submission to the one
Who should be the last
Immense pain inflicted deeply now
No choice was left to make
To the one she hated most she bowed
As his life she vowed to take
Taken from the one she loved against her will
Her eyes shot sparks of fire
Still holding on with heart pride filled
Great courage she acquired
With strength unknown to men of skill
She lunges for his knife
Takes back the pride that he did steal
When he took her as his wife
May 9, 2010
May 9, 2010 at 12:12 PM UTC
With pleading eyes filled with tears
All hope was fading fast
She knelt in submission to the one
Who should be the last
Immense pain inflicted deeply now
No choice was left to make
To the one she hated most she bowed
As his life she vowed to take
Taken from the one she loved against her will
Her eyes shot sparks of fire
Still holding on with heart pride filled
Great courage she acquired
With strength unknown to men of skill
She lunges for his knife
Takes back the pride that he did steal
When he took her as his wife
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