Forced to eat food that makes me sick,
Seeing family slaughtered with a knife,
Free to die but not allowed to kick,
Set to live a slave for my sad life.
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Flying Whales
PoetryTwenty six letters repeated again and again to create a change in one's self. Poetry at its finest. Highest in poetry: #63 8/7/17
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Forced to eat food that makes me sick,
Seeing family slaughtered with a knife,
Free to die but not allowed to kick,
Set to live a slave for my sad life.
