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Lured in by the promise of love
Family
A home
Dreams shattered as a Stained Glass world
Became spun sugar
Unable to stand to a small summer storm
3 innocents that trusted
Trusted with everything
Dreams became warped
Words twisted like fire
Trust in all others broken
Desires bent to His sadistic pleasures
To His insane pipes we danced
We danced until our feet were bloody
Until our bodies could dance no more
And still - with maniac laughter - He played on
To one whispered lies of love
A promise of a True Home
A Family that would never leave
To another whispered sweet seductions of marriage
A love that would never break
And a life never broken
To the final whispered lust
A promise of constant companionship
Never to be abandoned again
To all told beautiful lies
Beautiful stories and dreams brought to life in vivid imagery capable only through word
The first would be teased
Then held while he wept
The second would be danced with
Then nursed while she lay sick
The third yet to fall
The third yet to break
She stands in painful pride as she watched on
Protecting what she can
We were like humans in the Fey Mound
Eating leaves and drinking mud
Believing they were fine delicacies
That we were honored while He -
The Fey King -
Laughed.
He held us in contempt
Turning us upon one another
While we begged for more of His affections
We threw ourselves into pretty petty promises
Promises that would never come to life
Family
A home
Dreams shattered as a Stained Glass world
Became spun sugar
Unable to stand to a small summer storm
3 innocents that trusted
Trusted with everything
Dreams became warped
Words twisted like fire
Trust in all others broken
Desires bent to His sadistic pleasures
To His insane pipes we danced
We danced until our feet were bloody
Until our bodies could dance no more
And still - with maniac laughter - He played on
To one whispered lies of love
A promise of a True Home
A Family that would never leave
To another whispered sweet seductions of marriage
A love that would never break
And a life never broken
To the final whispered lust
A promise of constant companionship
Never to be abandoned again
To all told beautiful lies
Beautiful stories and dreams brought to life in vivid imagery capable only through word
The first would be teased
Then held while he wept
The second would be danced with
Then nursed while she lay sick
The third yet to fall
The third yet to break
She stands in painful pride as she watched on
Protecting what she can
We were like humans in the Fey Mound
Eating leaves and drinking mud
Believing they were fine delicacies
That we were honored while He -
The Fey King -
Laughed.
He held us in contempt
Turning us upon one another
While we begged for more of His affections
We threw ourselves into pretty petty promises
Promises that would never come to life