Her mind;
A confused, bitter affair
The mirror she stands before;
The truth reveals
An evil glare
Sees right through her pain
Her eyes reflecting hurt
Her heart –
Weary…
And lame
Questioning her motives
Why?
What is there to gain?
Her hands –
Bound
Her eyes –
Blind
Her circumstances comfortable
But therefore unkind
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