Her

It poured onto the pages of a paper Devotion to those close whom raped her Solitude was her out cry Numb to the clue as they looked in her eyes The image reflected was there in their tyes As their prized gem shattered in pieces loosing her shine Faded glory could not be set in an engagement ring But when overheated out came her bling So it was blinding to those who inherited Subjected her to thoughts unmerited Then came the magnitude That enhanced every bit of her attitude For it did not keep her subjected to four walls Much like Rapunzel except she had curls Nolonger locked away, Nolonger is she tethered Becoming of her, her limits unmeasured