my little bird

The night is darkening around me

The wild winds coldly blow

But a tyrant spell has bound me

That I cannot go.

Dreaming I was free

But i still found myself in chains

I can no longer spread my wings to fly

As I was held on a leash

Will I ever be free?

Or never will be?

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Hello again my beloved readers! This is one of my ideas that I decided to published and.....one of the...well...this is one of the stories of mine that is still...In progress and so is the 'alternate crisis' annnnd the cover of this story is mine Anyways...

Enjoy!