My eyes are bottomless wells leaking a stream of continuous tears that settle like droplets of dew on my fringed, leaflike lashes.
You could drown in the watery depths of the endless sorrow that was inflicted on them from seeing so many fragile flames of life extinguished.
Can't you see that I was powerless against the destruction for I never learned to fight, only how to nurture and cherish my children?
Have you ever seen a creature as gentle as I? I wear aromatic flowers in my long hair and play a wooden flute for an audience of tapirs. I dance barefoot and have naps on the branches of trees.
My only instinct was to be a protector. But there is no rage that burns brighter than mine when my loved ones are harmed.
I can never forgive how you tore out my heart. With your first step into my home, you declared war.
My eyes are scorching hot with venomous fury, fierce enough to make evil tremble with just one glare.
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