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Sep 2013
She first tried death.
Dying was the only way to go.
But death had other plans...

She tried running away second.
She would live life  trouble free
She would be happy
She would be free

Is that so bad to want?
To be happy

But they brought her back.

She will never be good enough for them.
She will never be a success for them.

So then why do they continue to bring her back.

She wants to be happy.
She wants to be free.

Someone please let her go.
Cut the strings.
Release her.

But no.

They cling to her.
They hold on tight,
Their claws mark her.

She's their property.
She has no name.
She has no life.
She has nothing.

Back to the cage.
Where he belongs.
Aurora
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