Description
Against her will, Chained by the scar of nature, Stamped on her like a seal. As fettered flowers, Petals kiss soft lips On a rusted silver. Bound with gold and silver, Precious stones and gems By chaps and coincidence. She never struts by unnoticed Unintentionally, She glories in her shackles.
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