outpouring onto the page
paging to the past
i created the bars and i created the cage
bird is not singing in captivity
its' soul bleeding to be free
wings clipped and cant fly away
looks out the window to freedom every day
sincerely, truly, desparately
pleading, needing, seceding
wanting, haunting, daunting
stream of thoughts
trail of tears
face my fears
dreams i've not
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