Disheveled rebellion
Lies in a ghastly heap
On your unsightly floor,
The consequence for
Dissent from convention
And edicts of yore.
You’ve discounted their
Creed, and counseled
Their chaotic cognizance.
Your accolade: abasement,
And aeonian assailments,
As you became entranced.
Now abandoned you abhor
Them, for silencing the
portent of progression.
Rejoice now, my darling,
You are liberated, no longer
Subject to their oppression.
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