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Beauty's Slave
Written by: Gayat, Initiate of Honour
Date: Tuesday, June 18th, 2002
Addressed to: Everyone
Can anyone help me? Can I be saved?
She looked at me once, and now I'm her slave.
She drew no foul blade, she cast no dark spell,
Even no weapon drawn, just as surely I fell.
Was it her subtle movement? The sun in her hair?
I surrendered to her, and have not a care.
Can anyone help me, whatever the cost?
She has taken my soul. I am Gayat the Lost.
Penned by my hand on the 18th of Chronos, in the year 308 AF.
Beauty's Slave
Written by: Gayat, Initiate of Honour
Date: Tuesday, June 18th, 2002
Addressed to: Everyone
Can anyone help me? Can I be saved?
She looked at me once, and now I'm her slave.
She drew no foul blade, she cast no dark spell,
Even no weapon drawn, just as surely I fell.
Was it her subtle movement? The sun in her hair?
I surrendered to her, and have not a care.
Can anyone help me, whatever the cost?
She has taken my soul. I am Gayat the Lost.
Penned by my hand on the 18th of Chronos, in the year 308 AF.