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Beating her wings bloody
She cried to the people
She wanted more than golden bars
The cruelty of a gilded world slatted before her eyes
She hungered for the life of a bird
Something once god given, now human taken
So she freed her soul in song
Every piercing note a testament of a life diverted
She had no other way to fly
Her wings were clipped
And her spirit was broken
And yet something lived on
Every day the lock was still on the door
She knew it
And yet she tried again to find the key
She sang and she sang without stop
A lament of a slave
A ballad of the oppressed
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Oh! The people said, walking on by
What a lovely song!
- by DeterminedLittleDreamer |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/01/2009 |
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- Title: Clipped
- Artist: DeterminedLittleDreamer
- Description: This was a poem I wrote when I was felt that no one was listening to me, and no matter what I did , noone could help me. It shows.XP
- Date: 06/01/2009
- Tags: clipped
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