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Escape From the Gilded Cage
“Escape from the Gilded Cage” Its bars are made of heartache; Its gates of pure cruelty. Her boredom paints the walls; To insanity she pleads her fealty. Her skin is bleached; It has never been kissed by the sun. She sits in her cage and bides her time, Waiting for captivity to become undone. Daylight unfurls its nasty claws, Closing in on her. She is a slave to the rays of sun, Hoping for the lines to blur. The light of day pierces her soul, Its purity stirring her hate. The light of day waxes and wanes, Writing and sealing her fate. Hour by hour she waits for night. Waits for the cool caress of dark. The chilled breath of blackened obscurity fans her face; Its blanket curving over her in a lazy arc. And in the deep black velvet, Her imagination begins to soar. For though the light kills her, The dark breathes life into her forevermore. Alas! The chariot of Apollo grasps the stars; The hazy fingers of dawn grasp at the whisp of cloud. Her dread rises with the sun - Her cage awaits, tall and proud. But in light’s harsh and rakish gaze - In its unfeeling sea, She clings desperately to driftwood memories of night’s sweet touch; The fragrance of night’s fantasies.
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