She’s there just behind my eyes
Screaming to be let out
Captive in my mind, desperate
Locked up, caged, angry
Holding onto the hate fed to her for years
Deprived of all that is good
Vengeance seeping, oozing from her pores
Rattling the bars, refusing to be ignored.
In moments of stillness you can hear her
Louder with each passing day
Growing weary of her cage, yearning
You can see her there, just behind my eyes
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