Because he proclaimed he was mine, he promised not just one life time, swore of the strength of our bond--since he talked me into enduring him, he stuffed his love into my holes, rampaged his rush into my slow paced world--for the reason that he made me vulnerable again, I am standing firm holding on to all what he had forced into me.
Like a balloon tied onto a big stone, I can only dance in one spot eventhough I yearn for another atmosphere. For I need to reach another meadow and pluck more daisies and count their petals to discover if he loves me or he loves me not. But when the rage comes, I just feel how my arms grow more driven by Kali's wrath. Then there can only be one thing that occupies my mind: WAR!
With Kali's wrath, Gaia's ploy, and the amazone wariors' skills I know I will win.
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