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They were looking all over my body,
For signs, any sign revealing
If I was with him...
Though they didn't knew, it was my Soul,
Scarred from head to toe...

They smiled, smugly, thinking they'd won the battle,
Half at least, for once I wasn't objecting...
My silence signaled to them as my Submission,
And no scars outside, made them think that I'd given myself, to them...

 Storm raged outside, while they were busy preparing the feast,
I stood there, at the top of my castle...
They cheered for their new to be Queen to come down and join the merriment...
Down I came, taking away all they'd stolen- my love, my pride and will...

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