The Palace with Bars

you told me this cage was a palace you told me I was lucky to be in a place so luxurious with beautiful bars to grip and look out through you told me the people walking outside were the prisoners you told me that freedom is poison you kept feeding me stale bread reminding me how miserable they were with their champagne and cavier i kept looking out at the ocean and wondered what it would feel like to swim beneath it's depths you caught my gaze and promised me that the ocean would only drown me you told me this cage was a palace that i was outrageously lucky so, why did you never call me your queen? why did you never join me in this so called luxury?

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