the night wraps soft around
my throat, a lullaby i never wrote
the stars look on with hollow eyes
and whisper truths in pretty lies
my thoughts drip slow like melting
glass each moment too afraid to
pass and i smile though something
pulls apart a quiet voice in my heart
the mirror hums a powerful tune
it knows i’ll never leave this room
my freedom sleeps beneath my skin
Wildline 
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