Caged within death's hollow breast,
My echoed cries commence;
Eternally condemned to silence,
Dead to worldly fest.
The flame that burns within me,
My tongue forever scorching;
Trapped within, escape denied,
Lest I be found in wanting.
I feel dry tears that grace my cheeks,
I hear my muted cries;
Of all the tortures to be had
This Hell, all men deny.
My porcelain mask is cracking,
I'm shedding my white lies;
Reveal my true eyes, lacking
The composure I despise.
~ Written by
Gaian name: [~Black-Dove~]
My friend: Amanda F.
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