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Judged her wrong
#WritcoPoemPrompt19
Etch not unto her pliant flesh,
Cruel marks of your monstrous desire,
She bears your atrocities,
With silent rage,
Waiting to unleash her wrath...
You judged her wrong,
thought her your clay puppet.
Charred by lust, your violence ,
shredded her fear of you,
bursts free her of silence.
Crawl to you she will not
her spirit that you incinerated ,
is now made iron wrought.
Sharpening her claws,
against her cage.
Moment your sins exceeds her tolerance,
she will break all the chains,
and rip you piece by piece.
Putting an end to your inner fiend.
© gary