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Imprisoned

When did you insert your claws into my chest
My lonely beating heart imprisoned in your grasp
Knocked around until I can’t take it anymore
Yet still I am your slave
I can’t shake this new development
Slowly fading into nothing
With you standing by watching
Doing anything I possibly can
And not being able to escape
These things I thought were buried deep
Six feet under nailed shut
Because this death was too gruesome to view
The corpse is coming to the surface
Decayed slightly and rotted to the core
but alive
Who knew that once something this powerful dies,
It is possible to find that one thing that has the magic to bring it to life
Maybe happily ever after can be real
Once you wait for it
Fight for it
And earn it
Will you finally have the perfect ending
To a not so perfect life.

(2013)

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