Repitition was key

But never the key to success

The key to her chest

Was hidden in the black depth of her soul

 

Repitition was inevitable

Outsiders were impatient

And also knowledgable 

About what was likely to happen next

 

Repitition was boring

A different mask for her to wear

To hide the recurring sadness

That she endured from his actions again

 

Repitition suddenly stopped

She became free and wild and unhinged

"He cannot tame me anymore"

But that doubt will always lie with her friend

 

She makes this vow to herself

To not get caught in the familiar trap

There were more victims

In crimes committed she's sorry to say