They say that we are free,
thought not really, not entirely
We are held captive by society,
seen as miserable travesties
— it's been a while.
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up in the clouds
Poetryshe felt trapped, or more likely she really was stuck wherever she was. writing poems was her escape out of the black hole she fell in through. whenever she wrote what she had to say and expressed what she had felt, it was almost like she was up in...
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They say that we are free,
thought not really, not entirely
We are held captive by society,
seen as miserable travesties
— it's been a while.
