The veins throb hard as if trying to burst and flow out
There is a look which I have not see before
But scared I am not… as I look at u eye to eye
Your slave I no longer am
My identity no longer from you stems
It is mine, of my actions and desires
It exudes independence, excitement and elegance
Risen from the ashes it has… which you tried to destroy
No! you no longer affect it… no longer! no longer!
Surprised I am at my own will and courage
All I feel is a sarcastic pity at your cowardice
Bound you too are by your own prejudice and ignorance.
Wisdom and good sense elude you
All I can say to you is
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