Whispers in the Rain . . 💋
The rain falls, but not a single tear. Strength is born from the storm, not in its surrender.. ️✨
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. . . Control . . .
Set a trap—goodness used to control people,
Masked by turbidity, tainted emotions, and hidden intentions.
Forcing others to endure, stripping them of the right to refuse,
Coating rusted motives with an impressive smile.
Lust and secret ill intentions, no matter how well concealed,
Will always bear consequences in line with their deeds.
The more you craft a trap,
The deeper you imprison yourself.
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The more you weave your snares, the tighter they wrap around you. Locking everything down, weaving trap after trap.. oh, baby, don’t you see? The prison you built wasn’t for them… it was for you all along.
The true masters of control don’t need traps. They move effortlessly with power. Control isn’t about building walls or setting snares. It’s in the subtle sway of 'your presence', no force, just finesse.
Why waste your energy on traps when control is a quiet, confident art? Those who truly own it never need to sweat or force it.
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Just because I didn’t fall into the traps you set.. like so many others who stumble so easily, does not make me guilty.
Why do you seethe with resentment?
Why does fury burn in your eyes?
What crime have I committed to invoke your wrath?
You point your finger, casting me as your defendant.
Is this your holiness? No... beneath the saint’s mask, you are the sinner.
Do you expect me to bow? To kneel?
To shatter like glass under your hands?
I will not kneel. I will not beg.
Even if my heart shatters, I would sooner die than break.
Mercy? I will never plead for it.
Tears? I will not spill a single drop to soothe your rage.
Punish me, command me—
drag this cruelty out for as long as you please.
Let your hunger devour, let your malice consume.
Until your cruelty finds its fill.
But know this—
you will never see me weep.
I am not a woman who breaks. I do not bow.
You build prisons for others, yet you are the one bound.
The tighter your grip, the heavier your chains.
Do not dream of caging me. Do not believe you can break me.
I will not mourn as if I am guilty.
I have done no wrong.
I will not yield.. not now, not ever.
I am not a woman of submission. I do not bend.
Even if my heart shatters, I’d sooner die than break,
Than feed the fire of your rage.
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" Forcing and stealing what others have denied you ain’t the mark of someone who loves control.. it’s the mark of a thief, baby! "
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VAKI~KVAKI - Cassia (Fatpack)
BONUS 12 colors in a big package + base color
Compatible with:
- Legacy+Perky+Bombshell+Nerodo
- Reborn+Waifu+Juice
- LaraX
Taxi:
maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Wildflower%20Mountain/222/...
Whispers in the Rain . . 💋
The rain falls, but not a single tear. Strength is born from the storm, not in its surrender.. ️✨
ღ.-:**★**:-.ღ.-:**★**:-.ღ.-:**★**:-.ღ
. . . Control . . .
Set a trap—goodness used to control people,
Masked by turbidity, tainted emotions, and hidden intentions.
Forcing others to endure, stripping them of the right to refuse,
Coating rusted motives with an impressive smile.
Lust and secret ill intentions, no matter how well concealed,
Will always bear consequences in line with their deeds.
The more you craft a trap,
The deeper you imprison yourself.
ღ.-:**★**:-.ღ.-:**★**:-.ღ.-:**★**:-.ღ
The more you weave your snares, the tighter they wrap around you. Locking everything down, weaving trap after trap.. oh, baby, don’t you see? The prison you built wasn’t for them… it was for you all along.
The true masters of control don’t need traps. They move effortlessly with power. Control isn’t about building walls or setting snares. It’s in the subtle sway of 'your presence', no force, just finesse.
Why waste your energy on traps when control is a quiet, confident art? Those who truly own it never need to sweat or force it.
ღ.-:**★**:-.ღ.-:**★**:-.ღ.-:**★**:-.ღ
Just because I didn’t fall into the traps you set.. like so many others who stumble so easily, does not make me guilty.
Why do you seethe with resentment?
Why does fury burn in your eyes?
What crime have I committed to invoke your wrath?
You point your finger, casting me as your defendant.
Is this your holiness? No... beneath the saint’s mask, you are the sinner.
Do you expect me to bow? To kneel?
To shatter like glass under your hands?
I will not kneel. I will not beg.
Even if my heart shatters, I would sooner die than break.
Mercy? I will never plead for it.
Tears? I will not spill a single drop to soothe your rage.
Punish me, command me—
drag this cruelty out for as long as you please.
Let your hunger devour, let your malice consume.
Until your cruelty finds its fill.
But know this—
you will never see me weep.
I am not a woman who breaks. I do not bow.
You build prisons for others, yet you are the one bound.
The tighter your grip, the heavier your chains.
Do not dream of caging me. Do not believe you can break me.
I will not mourn as if I am guilty.
I have done no wrong.
I will not yield.. not now, not ever.
I am not a woman of submission. I do not bend.
Even if my heart shatters, I’d sooner die than break,
Than feed the fire of your rage.
ღ.-:**★**:-.ღ.-:**★**:-.ღ.-:**★**:-.ღ
" Forcing and stealing what others have denied you ain’t the mark of someone who loves control.. it’s the mark of a thief, baby! "
ღ.-:**★**:-.ღ.-:**★**:-.ღ.-:**★**:-.ღ
VAKI~KVAKI - Cassia (Fatpack)
BONUS 12 colors in a big package + base color
Compatible with:
- Legacy+Perky+Bombshell+Nerodo
- Reborn+Waifu+Juice
- LaraX
Taxi:
maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Wildflower%20Mountain/222/...