Her easy smile is much akin to light, as anything that cheers one up should be; a friend to hardship always adds delight, chasing away all things that bother me. But it was her, not me, who needed hope; A friend erases all the hurt and pain; supports bound tight, though neither one could cope; In losing freedom, rules and fear she'd gained. A hidden shadow lurking cornerwise, not visible, but still there all the same. A masked avenger that I so despise, A rampant thing even the best can't tame. Effectively, with mind and soul it toyed; A thing removed is not a thing destroyed.