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A Life Sentence (no crime committed)
By ColorMeToxic
Sometimes I feel
like a bird in a cage.
Too sad to sing.
Personality, beige.
Unable to
fly,
with wings that are clipped.
My chance for
freedom,
extremely slim.
Slowly but
surely,
With each passing day...
The hope
for my future,
passes away.
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© 2015 Beth Greene
Published on Thursday, August 2, 2018.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
The way it feels...Comments on "A Life Sentence (no crime committed)"
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On Wednesday, August 22, 2012, Melancholic VIncent
(430)
wrote:
BIrd in a cage. Many feel exactly like that. It's an horrible feeling. I guess depression can be seen as that feeling. Hope you manage to cope with that and find happiness
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A former member wrote:
Beautiful.
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A former member wrote:
deep
really deep............
every word a dagger to the listening heart.
nice one, and a sad one
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A former member wrote:
I completely agree.
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On Wednesday, January 11, 2012, dwells
(4285) wrote:
Beige is better than pink I think, cheers!
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