I look at her behind bars and I want to meet her
I want to introduce myself and leave an unforgettable impressionBut how do I leave
For this cage gets smaller as I get biggerI am pressing my face towards the metal bars,
My skin pushed between the tight gaps, itching for a taste of herI can't wait to devour her
If only I were free

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What It Took To Bloom [Poetry]
PoetryWelcome to What It Took To Bloom Breathe between my past and future Live through my lessons and memories Enjoy this short temporal moment of this book