A Poisoned Tale Bravely Told

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Her voice, a melody, pure and deep,
From ocean cradle, secrets to keep.
A siren mama, with songs of truth,
Since her young, vibrant, siren youth.
Her music flowed, a crystal stream,
Reflecting light, a waking dream.

But March ninth, '96, a shadowed day,
Her step-daddy shark, his wicked way.
Though fierce at five, with spirit bright,
Her sister, three, a fragile light.
Alone they faced, a chilling fear,
His darkness loomed, a presence near.

The whispers rose, of pain unseen,
The bruises spoke, a brutal scene.
She cried aloud, her voice so small,
But silence fell, a heavy pall.
His hands like vipers, sharp and cold,
A poisoned tale, bravely told.

Two innocent lives, caught in the snare,
An inescapable, haunting despair.
Her trauma loop, a constant sting,
The happy home, no more to sing.
Once a family, bound and true,
Now hate and darkness saw them through.

Every sign, a crimson hue,
"BE AWARE," the warning flew.
But grown-up eyes, they failed to see,
No one stepped up, to set them free.
No one fought back, with courage bold,
A story tragically untold.

The shark then left, with stolen gain,
Her mama returned, too late for pain.
Her sister's light, forever gone,
Young Nicki wept, till break of dawn.
She claimed the fault, a heavy load,
Too scared to fight, on life's hard road.

A pretty prism, light so fine,
At the deepest drop, a dark design.
The abyss swallowed, vast and deep,
Secrets the ocean currents keep.
Sea serpents danced, with minds so sly,
MK Ultra tricks, beneath the sky.

Taking children, for their cruel delight,
Planting chaos, with all their might.
False hopes they offered, bitter sweet,
With poisoned drinks, and burning feet.
Shibari kinks, a twisted art,
Mocking truth, tearing lives apart.

Portals hummed, and frequencies spun,
Myths and lores, till day was done.
Archontic snakes, they coiled and crept,
Through legal loopholes, while the world slept.
Taking children, underground they stole,
Leaving voids within each soul.

This little siren, brave and bold,
Her sister's fate, a story told.
When shadows crept, and darkness played,
Her sister was lost, her spirit frayed.
But Nicki's song,
wasnt written in stone,
it lived within her heart,
as this shadow worlds
healing frequency tone