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my prison
Contributed by
kels497
on
Sunday, 8th December 2002 @ 09:20:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Running free
like the wild mustang
wind on my face
no more pain
liberated from my prison
i did not build it
i cannot destroy it
but it holds me
in its grasp
i cannot see it
but i feel it
heavy
smothering me
i must find a way
a key
break free
Copyright ©
kels497
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2002-12-08 21:20:00]
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Re: my prison
(User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on
Monday, 9th December 2002 @ 11:10:43 AM AEST
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| I understand what you write, My moms my prison. I'm not her prisoner she's just my prison. I liked it, it made me feel. |
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Re: my prison
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by Stonedraider23 on
Sunday, 6th April 2003 @ 07:30:28 PM AEST
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| I liked this.. I still feel i'm trying to break free.. |
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