JUST THE SITE OF HER BLACK HAIR FLOWING SOFTLY BEHIND-
FOOTSTEPS GAINED MY ATTENTION FIRST-
BOLD YET GRACEFUL-
LIKE A SWAN FLOATING ACROSS A POND-
TAKING PRISONERS AS HEADS TURN-
MY HEART STOPPED AND TACKY PALMS-
AN EVIL GLANCE IS NOT MEANT TO BE-
NOR A COLD SMILE-
IT'S HOW IT IS IN THE MIND OF MINE-
ARMS STRAPPED AND LEGS TOO-
BOUND AND GAGGED AGAIN IN THIS CHAIR I'M FORMED TOO-
SAY SOMETHING-
DO SOMETHING-
ANYTHING-
BREAK THE CHAINS THAT HOLD ME BACK-
FOR SHE WITH THE BLACK HAIR FLOWING-
HAS STOPPED THE HEART FROM MY BEATEN PATH.
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