Caged

by Hannah White

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The words you spoke to me 

Were oh so pretty 

And not for a second did I suspect 

That they were simply building 

My own gilded cage 

 

Pretty bars 

And  

Beautiful words 

An arsenic tongue 

Your breath 

Intoxicating against my ear 

 

So badly did I want to be held 

To be protected and loved 

And how nice to find it all in one 

Beautiful 

Arsenic 

Place 

 

I saw the gilded bars 

Turn into 

Stained glass windows 

And then 

I watched myself fall apart inside them 

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