Their boots were black and shiny
The pond was still and deep
But after they put in her body
She didn’t have long to sleep..
She came up shortly after
Craving salt and blood
But after she was watered
She became moldable mud..
Easily manipulated by them
Handled for their whims
She was a golem of circumstance
Never again controlling her limbs…

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