Chained

Chains


Chains that caught me.
Chains that cut me.
Chains that broke me.

And for what?

They bend my marrow,
mar my soul,
mold my minds eye,
take their toll.

They bang and clang
and bring me down
bond me Limply
to your crown.

1970

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By Lady LaMythica©

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