Samara

She had happiness

But it was stolen away

Hid away alone

In a hellish concave

Surrounded by faded toys

And paintings of smiles

She could never share

She loved her mommy

But this man who called himself her father

Was her captor

I hate you

She whispered into the night

And although he couldn't hear

He felt it burn in his mind

I

Hate

You

But words weren't enough

It got so cold

She could never sleep

With the sounds of the horses

He

Deserved it

It was

Only fair

She filled both their minds

With images of her own nightmares

The nightmares of he had caused

Rightful suffering

And now they were even.

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