PLEASE MESSAGE ME FOR MY NEW GALLERY!
peace.


why do all my titles fail?I am a bird, who sits in a cage While my eyes as bright as jewels gaze at the world around me Watching and tentatively wishing I could be a part of it But they have caged me to preserve me, or so they have told me; So I am contented with my safe, sheltered cagewhy do all my titles fail?
My wings are like dead weights that rest at my sides They flutter anxiously in the occasional breeze I know that if even given the chance, I would not fly They have taken great care and clipped my feathers Of any hope of flight
I am like a bird, who sits silenced in her cage My voice is hoarse and rasped &n


within barshe said the stars always shone for him they danced and sang and played a wicked beat i went out on a limb and asked if he was dreaming "i'm never awake sleep is when i speak this meeting is all fake so who's the one that's caged?"within bars
i blinked and he was gone cold, metal bars surrounded me
Fountain

Painting With PoetryPoetry is paint. I color my world with words.Painting With Poetry
My brush is a pen, and with wide strokes I encompass my truth for all to see- that it is the color of words that sets me free.
My gallery is a stage with a microphone. Its a 3 minute art that leaves you breathless, and the thought it provokes within you
will be forgotten by breakfast. But, no matter.
Im not asking you remember me
Only the story of you and I painted in poetry
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"Cute as a button" Is that supposed to be a compliment? Since when are buttons cute?
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"Cute as a button" Is that supposed to be a compliment? Since when are buttons cute?
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