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YOUR LIFE.
Monday, February 8, 2010
Let Me Fly.
I'm a broken baby bird within your palms.
You keep me here, to hear me sing.
Living within a cage of protection,
Hand-crafted with paternal intention.
Your compassion's satisfaction,
Is merely 'guised penitention.
Let.
Me.
Fly.
You keep me here, to hear me sing.
Living within a cage of protection,
Hand-crafted with paternal intention.
Your compassion's satisfaction,
Is merely 'guised penitention.
Let.
Me.
Fly.
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