From The Lab

Her Name Was Melody

She guards her secrets very well,
It protects her fragility,
Locked deep within the beating cell,
She long ago threw out the key,
Determined not to hurt again,
She strong solidified her soul,
And anyone considered friend
Is sure to stay within that role,
Kept at length with the unseen arm,
With all the force of one too real,
Precaution guards against all charm,
The latch is clasped and thus it's sealed.