One Becomes
A psychopath and an empath
A toxic combination
Destined to end in a blood bath
Or Eternal damnation
One feels no guilt
The other feels their pain
One causing the other's petals to wilt
While taking all of the rain
One wears the others shoes
While being kicked in the face
One consumes All of the food
The other gets the waste
One wearing chains
The other holds the whip
One shall be detained
Until it learns it's tricks
One not displaying any emotion
Completely unaffected
One showing full devotion
While being disrespected
One will finally allow the flower to bloom
Even if it isn't until fall
One will wear the right pair of shoes
Standing their ground during the brawl
One then finds their own food to eat
Even if the portions are small
It will taste twice as sweet
Knowing they can have it all
One then breaks out of the chains
Now the Tigers loose
The master kneels down to the ground
Hoping for a truce
One looks him in his eyes
whip held firmly in hand
Then walks out the cage
no longer under command
One could have turned the master into a feast
Yet decided to leave strong,
not ever a beast.
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