They're screeching inside
Begged to be released
As if they are demons
Fighting to be awaken
They are locked
In my self-made cage
That is hard to maintain
To keep them controlled
They are like the horde of undead
A pest hardly to avoid
Slowly breaking the cage
Made turning impulsive
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POEMS II
Poetry2nd book of poems written by me. All of my poem are written by my past years of writing,
