The Choice

Her choices when expressed were upended by his catatonic fury

and every time she smiled her dignity was trawled for finding signs of revelers

she was put in an internment of nothingness and a psychedelic loop was played to confine her surviving spirits

She was fragile her shimmy legs were trying hard to hold her depleting frame

Despite all the purgatory she went through, she still radiated hope through her eyes

and though they appeared vulnerable there was a faint hope floating silently humming the song of freedom

and that faith made her face lit despite all the atrocities of life

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