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Confined

December 1, 2025
By HeresyourorderDING BRONZE, Orlando, Florida
HeresyourorderDING BRONZE, Orlando, Florida
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My SOUL is an unspoken curse,

Who burns through the night with its light,

Shattering those with delight,

My SOUL shall speak between our times,

Uttering out those small lines,


A cage with hands and legs,

Marionette strings across my throat as I beg,

Parts and thoughts assigned to me,

Based on choices not by me,


Lost in shadow,

But not light,

I will be the one to knight 


The author's comments:

Guys,,,this is a DeltaRune poem. 


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