Corruption

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There was a young man

Who was spritely and smart,

He was kind and brave,

And lived a legend

Only history could name.

This young man was foolish

Foolishly in love

With a a boy who was boorish

Selfish and unloved.

He was distant and alone,

For most of his life.

And the young man wished

To set their love alight

Alas his courage and bravery failed

As his hurt and insecurity sailed

And he hid his feelings away

For fear of rejection and downplay

So this hero of ours,

Remained strong and survived

His feelings he had managed to hide

From everyone, including his own brother

It wasn't till he came up against a mighty foe

That his feelings became a bother

Our hero, kind,

Pure as freshly fallen snow,

Watched his sanity fly away

And he quickly lost his mind.

Our pure hero had been corrupted,

Both in mind and in heart,

As his morals were thrown away

His conduct- a fresh new start

His soul had turned as black as coal

And his eyes blank seas of swirling red,

His fur turned raged and gold,

And his grin bared that of a demon.

This mighty foe needed control him,

He needed away to reward the corrupt

This was when he saw the selfish boy,

And knew he had to interrupt.

The boy was baited to the demon's cage

And both baitees were tricked,

The demon, into a life of services

And the boy, into a demon's bitch

The demon ravished the boy he loved against his mindful will

He offered him a world of pain

But it went on further, still

The tortured when on for nights in a row

And the boy couldn't even fight

Resent and spite

Was all the boy felt

Towards the man who loved him

His hatred blossomed

Like a flower in clear

It coincided with his aching rear

The now demon once man, love's never changed

His perception however,

Slightly more vain

The might foe which controlled the demon,

Gave something to the boy which isn't often given

Sympathy and empathy

Offered to help his healing,

And a robot

Nice, kind and full of love and feeling.

The boy refuged to his robot after a days with the demon

Offering his care and love which he summoned

From the depts of his mechanical heart

The boy was meant to be, forever

With his metal counterpart

The love they shared did not go unnoticed

As the possessive demon soon took focus,

On the robot and the boys secret attraction

Rage shook the demons form and he took action

More pain and suffering soon followed

An more cries the boy had to swallow

His rear and his lover, had both been destroyed

Which brought on more sadness the boy couldn't avoid.

He turned to his abuser, his rapist, his captor,

"I'm not your bitch anymore you horrid violator!"

The demon turn and his rage was extreme,

He forced the boy down on his knees,

A bitch he was, a bitch he will be,

As the demon forced him to crawl like a dog on all fours

It wasn't till later that night, that the demons corruption was reversed by light

With the help of the young man's smart little brother

He returned this demon back to his older brother

However the hero was not what he was,

He was tainted, traumatised, knowing what he had done

He wanted to leave the earth forever

And the bitched out boy, made put his endeavour

After a brutal beating and pain the boy inflicted on his violators frame

The young boy looked up from the puddle of blood

To the boy who stood tall, his love!

He still loved the boy dearly, despite all the pain and suffering he felt

He smiled at his love,

a smile that was broken,

But still served as a caring token

He reached into his chest and pulled out his beating heart,

He smiled and said, "have this, will never be apart!"

The boy took the heart and held it in his hand

He studied with a smirk before crushing it on the ground

Making the most disturbing sound

The looked to the soon dead man "No Thank you." He replied politely,

And picked up the gasoline and chirped quite spritely

The man died before seeing the end

He guess this was where his body was singed

Yet again, he offered the boy his heart,

Yet again he asked for them to never be apart

With the same response

Even on his death bed

The boy broke his heart.

But he was so foolish

Foolishly in love

That his corruption broke his undying love

And turned into something horrid and twisted

This hero's history lies with his grave,

His hope and life could not be saved.

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