Tear by tear she awaits the night,
chained and bound with earthly sorrows.
Gagged and silenced by society's censor
bruised and beaten,
Capitol's slave of Conformity.
Burden's lips pucker at the iron bitterness,
of the weak-minded
Shaking, trembling,
The broken bird no longer chirps or spreads her wings.
Cannot find her voice or an untamed breeze to soar her over that....
uncharted.....
death......
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