She Had Gold in Her Voice
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blueribbonsJust a girl enchanted by poetry..
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A poem for the fortunate and unfortunate.

She Had Gold in Her Voice

She had gold in her voice,

she held close to the heart

A thousand and one carats,

They sculpted it for art.

She wanted to sing,

She wanted to sing, for there was no better way,

To share all her frequencies

To share all her frequencies in exchange for plain air.

The people loved her,

They saw beauty in her tune.

Yet when her song ended,

They reached for its cocoon.

Her fragile spirit rested inside

beneath the many dreams,

beneath the many dreams, that sheltered it from the outside.

She had thought that they loved her,

Yet they ripped out her core,

Driving away her dreams,

Making her spirit no more.

Her dreams were a treasure,

Her dreams were a treasure, They made up her soul.

But the others around her,

But the others around her, They just wanted more.

You see, people are greedy,

They only see gains.

And when the talent appears,

They rip it away.

To harvest it.

To harvest it, For their own eager needs.

And make money off of it,

Until it’s bled empty.

The girl no longer sings,

The girl no longer sings, In fact, she never even speaks,

Her eyes are now black sockets,

Playing her song on repeat.

She is lost in limbo,

She is lost in limbo, Her home is in her head.

It’s now her new reality,

It’s now her new reality, Until her final breath.

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