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A whore is chained;
These men with Anonymous masks align,
"It's like a fast-food stop for your body!"
They cheer and yell.
The owner pours soap into the poor woman's eyes.
Bubbles float up as she cries for her love, her friends and her.
The bubble of sanity pops, and she laughs.
Two more float by; Family and God.
They pop.
The men laugh as she cried, her eyes becoming veined.
The present customer cries:
"May I leave yet?
I came for pleasure.
It was fun at first,
but what had been done..."
The whore turned and pounded at the glass between him and her.
"No, don't leave yet.
You are different from the other customers that have been.
They come and leave and come again, every day!
And some abuse me
And others, their bodies feel I cannot bear
Nor their look
Or smell.
But please, Monsieur, I will be with you.
Just, bear the pain.
This is what you paid me for."
He was chained, with a board to stand on.
All the customers came in with a mask.
The customer's was shattered on the floor.
His face was scarred
But he was still lovely,either way.
When he had first came to the house which was;
This one-girl brothel
He had been wearing the mask.
When she welcomed him at once,
he took it off,
and she was amazed.
No other man had done so before.
But then one man who had been waiting outside barged in,
and pushed the good man off the stool,
where she was doing her job.
He fell off and ripped her within, and she began to cry.
So the rampaging man was banned from the area,
and the girl continued.
But the rip was still there.
They continued, and it healed.
But he was bruised.
It was excruciating for him.
"Can you please...switch activities?"
"Very well."
And so up he was chained,stripped of his shirt.
He winced.
It hurt.
She looked up. "Are you alright, Monsieur Oiseaux?
"It hurts. I wish to leave."
"No, you cannot leave. You still have an hour left, and you're hurt. "
"I wish to leave now."
"Fine. Leave then. But it will be your fault if your manhood explodes."
"Good point."
"I'll return."
And so she stood, to give him aid.
The main waiting in line ganged against him and beat him, chained.
And when the girl returned, he was scarred and beat.
"Monsieur, what happened?!"
There the glass wall was set.
The owner came in and yelled at her
The scene was a mess.
"What are you doing,girl, abusing a customer? You will be gone in the morn!!"
He poured soap on her head, and it soaked to her eyes.
But she was concerned with the chained man.
"Monsieur?"
She looked at him with sad,red eyes.
She closed the entry doors
Sent the men in line away
And she turned to speak with
The man chained.
"Monsieur? I'm very sorry. Please forgive me?"
He did not answer.
He looked into her eyes with a pitying glance.
"Don't you see from this;
This life I've lived for years?
I want you to take me
I will live and serve you
Anything is better than this place!
I will die if I do not escape here!"
He opened his mouth and spilled:
"As will I. But I have no strength, as you see."
"Please, let me be your strength.I can help!"
"No, you've done enough."
"No....It feels that I haven't done enough!"
"Well,you have."
"Don't say that! Please...I shall unchain you as soon as these walls come down!"
"No. I wish to die before then."
"Please! There's only twenty minutes left..."
"I don't know if I can. I'll try...but I won't enjoy it."
"As long as you're alive...I will. I want to love you until the very end."
"Love?"
"Yes,Monsieur. Love."
"Hah. Are you joking? I care for you as one cares for any other human.
But...love?
You are nothing but a whore.
You always will be.
And nothing more. "
"But,Monsieur, didn't you hear the owner? As soon as you leave, I will be fired from here! See, the night is almost over!"
"I don't know. I may pity you. I may not."
...She pressed her face against the wall.
A tear streamed down.
...
"I love you."
"I know."
"Don't you love me?"
"....I can't say."

....And that is how I have seen it in my heart,my life since my innocence was lost.
...Hah...Tragic, Isn't it?
....Care for me to explain the symbolism, if you're too thick to see it....?