Analyze me... a poem?

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Analyze me... a poem?

Many lessons to be learnt
So many songs to be heard
Mourn for time passed by
And innocence disturbed
Independence takes its hold
Soul once young now becomes old
As those lines tell a story
Shielded heart becomes so cold
Only trust I can imagine
To be on the other side
Of the prison her blood holds her
Name sakes willingly left behind.

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