The Wealthy African Dentist

We spoke just barely above a whisper.

My cheeks were a shade of red.

Evil was near, bringing with it

the visions trapped in his head.

He was seen as a master through the eyes of his kind.

But he was just evil in my mind.

just like the rest of his kind.

Fire and heat took over my world.

I wanted to die and disappear.

I did it anyhow, while Evil watched, laughing aloud.

Then she blew me a kiss, leaving me to defend my own.

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