When he first saw her she was;
Innocent, naive and pure
A soul untouched by the cruelty of the world
Becoming cracked and broken
Under his careful, sadistic touch.

When he last saw her she was;
Reserved, Invisible and mysterious
A soul hidden from the world
With walls of ice
Due to his careful, sadistic touch.

When you see her now she is;
Strong, confident and bubbly
A soul colourful to the world around her
Being joy and laughter to all
Because of the lessons learnt
*From his careful, cruel touch.