Rapunzel, Rapunzel

Teasing your tresses

Through the day

And into the long night

Enchanting the few

Who catch a glimpse of you

And would urge you

From your tower

But preening to your mirror

Becomes the cement

Sealing your imprisonment

An unseen guard that hides the key

That would unlock and set you free

Jealous jailer in your fortress of dreams

Keeps escape a haunting shadow

Beyond your fragile means

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Would that you would break the glass

That turns this world a tiring farce

And slip the shackles of our mortal trap

Alone you pamper in your lap.

For what can you see from your parapet

But a mirage of a world not met

Reflecting in your doleful frown

The murmuring want of coming down

A price too high

As your lone tower

The prison

That you make your bower