A Locket

She walked into the world, a locket in the midst of torturing chains. Pain had not yet emptied itself into her vibrant red veins.

She was a castle and her mind the throne. What she couldn’t see were the cracks in society’s bones.

She walked on water but she didn’t know, there were beasts hiding beneath, calling her home.

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