Other Mother
Dearest Mother Gothel
Born of evil, one may say,
While truer, truest Gothel lies encased
And tucked away.
Trapped within the tower
Of her saddened, rotting mind,
Once ruler of herself
Good Gothel slips away from time.
Other Mother’s love for Rapunzel
Gives her power, so
she tries to find the strength
To let her “daughter” leave the tower.
And just when Other Mother
Feels that freedom is assured,
Our Dearest Mother Gothel turns a key
And locks the door.
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