Chains upon chains,
Thin as strands of silky hair,
Strong as death spun into thread.
Invisible to most,
The deadly leash.
A collar of the very blood
That runs through my veins.
They rend my wings
And slice my throat...
No blade was ever
So sharp.
Bound by the wires of
Fate.
No hope for rescue.
No hope for escape.
The more I struggle,
The tighter they bind,
The tighter they wind
Around me.
This deadly game
Of Chinese handcuffs
Has to come to an
End.
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