A Small Box

Jan 30, 2011 18:08






A Small Box

forget the time and date
time has been lost
places changed
feeling homesick
missing the wings
alone in a lonely place
wishing my day to come
trying to be free
my heart is locked
darker my world has become
my source of my light disappeared 
cold and fear are here
a small box is all I am

poem, a small box

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