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Wandering souls and troubled minds,
she wriggles free of her tattered binds.
Running swiftly in the dead of night,
wishing for wings to take flight.
Her heart is cracking at her chest,
but she can not stop this dire quest.
- by n i n j a x r a p e r |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/27/2009 |
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- Title: Caged
- Artist: n i n j a x r a p e r
- Description: I wrote this in like five minutes. It sucks, I know.
- Date: 06/27/2009
- Tags: caged
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