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To Be Sadly Idle

To be ruled in her autocracy:
Both thoughts and mind she drowned.
Emotions utterly besieged,
As my time lay in agony.

To be buried in her veins:
While alive and for life.
A way of life this is,
For people I shared same uniform with.

To be lonely and loneliness is she:
Poured into her bottle.
Those through victim fall,
Are sentenced till break comes.

To be divorced from her:
In marriage and wedlock we shall be.
Gone and death shall be of her poisons,
Never again a moment like hers.

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