lie fallen, stabbed, broken
hidden away, buried
their flesh melting around their bones
never to see the light of day
left to rot in innocent remorse
they've committed no crime
and yet, must pay their dues
penance for the sins of another
the conscience of a scolded youth
accepting their fate with fearful eyes
full of tears they'll yet repress
wanting nothing but to please
and, being thus unable,
resigning themselves
to silence.
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