Poem -

Thoughts...

author
Wayne Stubbs
Thoughts...

Shackled,
A prisoner 
To my unrest,
My tongue,
Torn with no words,
No means to write,
Lost within 
Broken breath,
My colour kills,
So please hurry
My lonely death...

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Total votes: 3
Tags: 
Abuse Death Prayer Prisoner Slave
Poetry Genre: 
Freestyle Prose Tragedy
Topic: 
Heart
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