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The Box

Saturate, separate
Ideas and thoughts pieces to the clandestine key
Words that alienate
Not designed to instigate
Not written to please

Is it a crime to be blunt outside?
Ripping, tearing at the cracks
Existing without color inside
Immersed in blacks

Stuff us in this little box
Because we won't sing along
We'll never belong

We look out from a place you can't see
No-one here for company
But the shadows and sadness with us
Waiting to be freed

Are we the light when all is gone
The faith that right can become wrong
An onyx flame engulfing all
As a song trumpets a battle call
Leading to the fall

Are we the ones you want to fear
What makes us something to hate
Open up the box
To quickly peer inside
Releasing those within who hide:
Death, hope and disease

This uses the lyrics' syllable pattern for "The Leaving Song" although I've made line breaks differently than many might for the song stanzas. I did take creative license and repeated the syllables for the second stanza to add a fourth one with those same number, which technically the song didn't repeat that stanza haha.

Also, the second to last line in the poem is one syllable over as I couldn't get it to work with seven so ended up with eight instead.

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