Innocent child, fresh out of her cocoon
a new lady, like a new butterfly
Caught!
Enclosed fingers hard as Crystal
in a mesh of thorn and vine
Tightened wings fluttering
venomous honeysuckle
Stardust consumed in its palm
Overwhelming net of shadows
like a poison, like a drug!
Consumed sunshine to a tink
twilight of despair
Crushing grip, maddening trip
a faint ticking;
like a dyeing heart
But its hold was no more
than a hard shell,
breakable, she could tell
She crushed out to liberation
there lies freedom for declaration
New nets and awaiting webs
but never again into an enclosed grip
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