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Created on: November 16, 2009 Last Updated: November 17, 2009
LET ME GO
I can not see.
I can not feel.
I can not breathe.
This life is smothering me.
I cant not swim.
I can not dance.
I can not walk.
These chains are trapping me.
Expectations.
Guidelines.
Hopes and Dreams.
They all are set before me.
Though I can only disappoint.
You Yell.
You Scream.
You Cry.
All because of me.
When will this torment end?
When will the love begin?
When will this turmoil vanish?
Like limbs held down by snow.
Like a bird's nest.
Like the house painted in red.
I appear pink in the Sun.
This is not me.
This is the sum of what you want from me.
I am an empty bottle littering the curb.
I am the broken bird yearning to learn.
I am the lost child wanting to find...
All that is truly inside.
Who i really am.
When will this,
Taunting,
Haunting,
Play end?
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