Rage

Her rage, she feels

welling within the confines

of her mortal shell.

The child inside

throwing tantrums, demanding

her voice finally be heard.

Striking invisible

prison walls with bloody fists

seeking freedom to speak.

Her presence, before you

contained and calm, showing no

signs of such desperation.

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