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Raised in a somber household where she could do nothing right,
she would flounder in every chore her parents had her do.
Picked on by classmates, she would smolder with rage.
Eventually, she came to feel
that every single thing in her life was dolorous.
She could show nothing of her real self to the world,
for she was swallowed up by inhibition
 and a profound lack of self-esteem.

Gathering the strength one day to leave her parents’ home,
she walks away.
It feels to her like divine providence
when warm, outgoing strangers not much older than she
latch onto her and bring her into their fold.
They introduce her to their charismatic guru.
His daily preaching of strange doctrines, though sheer bombast,
resonate deeply within her, for his words are the life line
which she's been reaching for; he reels her in!
A zealous neophyte the girl becomes as she -along with other females - 
gives herself over, body and soul,
to the lecherous diabolical 
leader of the cult.

June 9, 2019
For John Hamilton's Eight Word Free Verse Challenge Poetry Contest
8 Words Used: 1. Neophyte 2. Inhibition 3. Flounder 4. Dolorous 5. Bombast 6. Lecherous 7.Providence 8 Smolder

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