Delicate heartbeats withering afar
With one idenity written in scars
Another a cry planned not to be heard
The last one laughing, "This cannot be cured!"
Fighting and screaming, one control fatal
To twist and squirm like a gothic fable
Lips sewn shut; these black stitches will silence
Orders barked with reluctant compliance
tbc
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