So very fair, ensnare your stare
This coat I wear beyond compare
I'd love to share my glamor rare
But only if I'm free as air
Instead your care creates a snare
Caged while you hunt down my pair
And if I dare to bear an heir
They're doomed a future of despair
A nightmare born from pure welfare
Upon my cell I rip and tear
Disrepair within this lair
My sanity becomes threadbare
Spare yourself this sad affair
If you possess great beauty rare
Beware the ones who overbear
They flare those that are debonair
My aid I swear, my freedom impair
And so I offer you my prayer
About the Creator
Danielle Kelley
I'm making this all up as I go. I appreciate any feedback you lovely people can give me, and if you'd like to drop a few coins in my hat it would honestly mean the world to me.
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