Tangled Vines
Tangled vines, poisonous air,
Knotting my hair, choking my lungs.
Cold iron bars, keeping me here,
Why do I continue to hold my tongue?
Unspoken words, unbearable want,
Longing for you, not telling you.
Vines made of pain and fear,
Don't let me tell you what's true.
Untold emotions, unwritten songs,
Sing of a love hidden in the dark.
Un-ending pain, eternal rain,
Lost in a place so empty and stark.
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