<p><span style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">I tried to run.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">I tried to hide.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">But look where it got me.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">Captured and held firmly in the grasp of my HellBeast King.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">One still intent on completing the claim he feels he has on me.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">Which I knew meant only one thing,</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">Making me his,&nbsp;</span><em style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">in every single way.</em></p><p><span style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">By claiming my heart, then my blood, and now the very last thing left of me to give...</span></p><p><em style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">He wants my body.</em></p><p><span style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">But after having my heart trampled on, and after I had been willing to hand it over freely...</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">Will I now finally accept what he calls my fate?</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">Will I let go of my fears at having my heart broken again?</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">Or will I forever now have to be...</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style="color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">The HellBeast's Prisoner.</span></p>