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The Pen is Mightier than the Sword

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This is done in a style I came up with, that I call Whispered Verse

 

Entrapment

 

Skeletal finger clasped around the bars

and there would be no escape

her eyes would trace across the stars

like a maze ever a dead end

pressed against the iron she would weep

at every turn the chains snap back

withering away within her cage

the hope seemed to slip down the drain

view of the moon a faded crescent

once there was light that use to shine

her fate set against her from the start

a prison locked within a prison

So she sings to canaries song

why must beauty always perish

yet wound around her voice a silver string

once again put on a leash

and so with each day her petals wilt away

for every exit another door slams shut

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