You feared to have your broken past revealed
I feared I'd never forgive mine
Loved ones are chains upon your feet
While blood ties are my collar
You willing stayed within your prison
They broke my wings so I couldn't fly away
You plotted to be free for her
I schemed to be free for me
You held hope she'd save you
I had confidence I'd save myself
She did
I didn't.
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Those Things You Call A Poem
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