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She was his,
As he knew she would be.
Her resistance was futile.
He always got what he wanted.
He wanted her,
And he got her,
By her own free will.
She came to him as a dancer,
And became his possession.
She was his prize,
His lover,
And his companion.
No one else had,
Such an aura,
That not even he could resist.
He may have claimed her,
But it was,
Her love,
And grace,
That had fueled his desire,
And now her love,
That made his dream
Come true.

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LadyOctoberia
22:09 Dec 02 2021

nice poem

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Ravynrose
14:08 Dec 10 2021

Thank you

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She needed him,
More than he ever could know.
She has disappointed him
More times than
She could count,
And every time he has forgiven her,
Even when she couldn't forgive herself.
She hid from him,
When she should have leaned on him.
Time and time again,
She runs and hides,
Knowing he cares deeply for her,
And loves her,
When she can't love herself.
When she returns to him,
She grateful he is always there.

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NoxDragon
06:12 Aug 03 2021

That is pretty...

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VvBleedForMevV
06:23 Aug 03 2021

I like this.

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