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I wonder what you'll think of this poem—it took me a while to get just right; I know I edited it at least four times! Here it is:
You sigh into my arms,
Pull me to your chest,
Run fingers through my hair,
But the devil doesn't care.
Caught in his web of lies,
Chosen as his prey—
Even still you smile and wave,
Content in your gilded cage.
You're living a lie, little bird...
You don't know you're blind, little bird...
You still think you can fly,
That you'll never die,
Singing alone in that wretched cage of yours.
I won't preach to your choir
But I'll look for the key.
If you let yourself out
The same way you locked in,
Maybe then you'll wake from this cursed sleep.
It's time to rejoin the living
From beyond your precious veil.
The truth will hurt when it clips your wings,
But I'll still be here, even when you fly free.
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