One who seeks pain, assisting
Her thoughts to believe our saviors
Positions changed
A messenger sent to cause
Havoc to her brain,attempting
To scramble her thoughts with
Hope she grows insane
Her beliefs are at war with
The message from this servant
Clouds began to form as the situation
Grows urgent
Grasping her attention as they taunt
Her with childhood amusement, she
Looks towards the sky still trapped
The swing seems amusing
Unable to let go chained by her thoughts
Filled with bliss, reminiscing of her younger
days Times she loved and missed
Such a potent illusion used as
A lure to pull her in, but her focus
Lays towards whats true even when
Her beliefs have grown thin
Our lord strengths are unmatched
As he refuses to release her gaze
No matter what you face make
Sure it's him in which you praise,as
Times like such he won't give up
Shrinking all your worries, even when
Evil lurks with plans to sabotage and
Turn thoughts blurry
Hell's conscience
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