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  1. Her Body is Her Tower

    A modern rendering of the Lady of Shalott

    Her Body is Her Tower

    Her life begins to ebb away
    bound by in chains by the states
    hour by hour; day by day

    Trapped inside; forced to stay
    to carry this burden became her fate
    her life begins to ebb away

    The only hope offered is to pray
    sorry and bitterness solidify into hate
    hour by hour; day by day

    All her emotions shades of gray
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