See that ring she wears upon her finger
The one which bans her to a life she doesn’t deserve
Of pure gold and false promise
Engraved with such perfection
So naïve to see, she paid with her life
What was first love and passion
Was the mask of bruises and pain
Her spirit dies with every beating
Her soul will never live again
She may survive this unjust sentence
A deep cut that will slowly mend
When she fights to be free
But that scar will forever be marked upon her heart
An unforgettable nightmare continuing to breath
See that ring she wears upon her finger
The chain of her soul
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