Let me fly
Poetry By A Wounded but Fighting Soulshackled bird, gold wire cage
precious food is fed
attention drowned
kept locked away
freedom in sight
window in view
birds clipped wings
prevent it's flight
mirror vain
seeds of gluttony
feathers of lust
windows pane
bird's eye views
windows locked
owner visits
false freedom renews
freedom severed
flight surrendered
pain recovered
for forever.
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