Untitled Poem:
Deep into that hazel Abyss,
I cry out for the imprisoned one!
The one who has chained herself
From the outside.
Those terrible monsters made
Her invert & lock out life's beauty.
Ooh, how I long for her presence...
Maybe if she only knew
That I will protect her from the New Monsters,
And how I will nurse her when
She is sick, pity her when she is poor,
And love her when she is unloved!
-- Anonymous
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