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4d
The first time he saw me
He saw a kaleidoscope of colors
A rainbow of light
He says I am divinity
His angel
Sent from above
For him and him only
He says how he needs me
Oh,
he needs me
I hear him when he tells me
I am his saving grace
I will be his salvation
Making him stronger
I am all he desires
He says my vibrance will help him grow
He will live for me
For eternity
He loves me
keeps me
holds me so tight
He uses me
He abuses me
My pain brings him colors and light
He says I shine brighter
with every tear I shed
He wants a whole rainbow
He wants a picture book
A movie in color
He wants to paint the world with my hues
He holds me tighter
He pulls my hair
The more pain I feel
The more brightness he sees
The more strength he receives
The colors become droplets
Puddles
Then rivers
And lakes
He loves me so deeply
He knows I'm his to take
His hands move seductively up my body
Trying to find new shades to add to his palette


Red
His hands clench my throat

Orange
Rougher

Yellow
And tighter

Green
He squeezes so hard

Blue
Crushes completely

Purple
I crumble to the floor

Once he sees that I have broken
He gets on his knees
He slurps the puddles of sorrow from the floor
Little pips
and tiny pops
He follows
Drinking in the rainbow stream
A splat and a plop
a bit of a boggle
He sputters out sparkle
shimmer
And glitter
He begins to bulge
belly squiggling
As his throat widens
He parts his lips

What comes out is a
Hiss.
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