Trying to find light in the darkest of places
Heart in her hand, empty faces
Desire so strong but intentionally mild
Rising from the passion and pain of a child

Innocence written in logic and lines
Emotion etched and actions defined
Trying to break out of a dominant mold
Her lips are promised to what she is told

Hollow eyes prove falsified depth
While the wildest flower wilts with regret
Vulnerable minds hidden by dominant lies
Autocratically challenged, originality dies

Withering around in a consrticted pose
Creative nature is one of their foes
Trying to rid herself of their proclimation
Destruction on earth is their detonation

Watering eyes, a free flowing sea
The garden of a child grows beautifully
Liberated conscience, individualism shown
A dominant person, one of her own.
 
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