1. Decaying

I was captured and caged

Shattering porcelain 

Decaying flesh

A simple thought 

That would never rest

The bottom of the ocean

Trapped in a chest

A thought to which 

He'd never confess

Wrapped in chains

Caressed by fire

Deep within

His hearts burning desire

There I stayed 

And there I'd rot

For i was never his love

No I was not.

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