The Doll

by 11Unknown11

You see her change what you know. You see her do what she wants to, though it's not like she's a queen. She's Drew, but she might as well be a doll. Disclaimers: I don't own PJO.

You watch her through your eyes.

You see her change almost everything you once knew.

Changing the rules,

Changing the meaning,

Changing everything.

She says love isn't love.

You can almost see her poison,

You can see what she's doing,

Thinking she's brainwashing her siblings,

While they try to resist,

They just can't.

Her perfumes took over the cabin,

Her voice like sweet, sweet honey.

Even when you know it isn't good.

You can only stare as she paints the cabin into hot pink,

Or more like watching her siblings do the work for her.

She calls you a traitor,

You watch as your siblings struggle to defend you,

But they can't resist her voice,

The voice that is like venom seeping through your veins.

You want to help, but it's not like you can do anything.

You can only wait for someone to deal with her,

Because when you're dead,

What can you do with her?

So you wait.

And wait.

And wait.

But it would be a long time before anyone would come to deal with her.

The doll.

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The End!

Can you guess who was talking even though it was pretty obvious?

Please R&R!