And so,
people fell in love,
in this contry of freedom,
where they had been enslaved.
Living day after day,
like rats in a maze,
Only ever running around in circles.
And so,
people fell out of love,
in this country of cages
and
chains, where they
pretended to be
free.
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PoesiaA collection of poems, and random thoughts of mine. Won't be updated regularly, will contain mature subject matter. Give it a look if you like. ☆☆☆☆☆☆ I see you there, Smiling, Weaving beautiful tapestries with your words. They hang on to every word...
