she danced with all her heart,
she danced to the thunder of the whip,
she danced on shards of her broken wings,
as the slave girl danced,
she danced on molten fire,
she danced on the demise of her inner desires,
she danced on the shame of her love,
as the slave girl cried,
she cried on the funeral of her hopes,
she cried on the mockery of her soul,
she cried on the betrayal of her core,
as the slave girl cried,
she cried on the loss of her innocence,
she cried on the loss of her faith,
she cried on her inhumane fate,
as the slave girl raged,
she raged for her cruel fortune,
she raged for her revenge,
she raged for her master,
as the slave girl prayed,
she prayed for the turning of her fortune,
she prayed for her saviour,
she prayed for her captor,
as the slave girl hoped,
she hoped for respite,
she hoped for redemption,
she hoped for a benevolent master......
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