Tied

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Frozen deep in sorrow,
I lay in stone-cold lies.

My nature I will follow,
strip off the cheap disguise.

Hands tied with heavy cargo,
eyes scarfed with vile regrets.

My heart, small and hollow,
the pieces I will mend.

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