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-=In My Garden=- I stand, still behind a tree and gaze at you sitting smelling My roses. So beautiful you are sitting there, My collar upon your throat. I step out of My place in the shadows looking down on what I treasure most in My tormented life. The one that did not run from Me when they looked into My eyes, did not cringe when a Beast offered His love to you. My angel, you did not falter when you met Me in the forest. you did not run away at the site of this Master even tho He looks like He does. you instead offered Me a rose and your submission. I excepted the rose from your small hand and pulled you up to your feet. Then walked with you through My home, talking and listening as you brought life to My heart. A deformed man has no heart, least not one he knows of. Laughed at and scorned all his lifetime by others who he did not know. Even tho he maybe great in his deeds, others scorned him for his looks. Yet a small innocent slave brought life back to this man. Where others hurt him by words and actions. A small female slave melted his heart.
After many days together in My gardens, I took this girl and claimed her Mine.
Looking down upon My girl, a soft smile coming to My lips.
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