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The Return

Looking outside through the bars
Seeing the rest, flying through freedom
Every look outside leaves scars
For I think, i'm sitting in an asylum

The beast comes and opens the cage
Should I leave, am I free
I'm afraid, should I rage

Though the gates of heaven opened,
I'm still sitting in what I called hell
For freedom comes with no safety
Is this a new life, I can't tell

Forced to leave I flee,
like how I watched the others do
The feeling feels weird, I haven't flown for a long time
I watched them flap their wings, and I did too

I'm flying, but i'm away
the danger is closer
I should stay
In hell, locked up
No freedom, Old life

But at least I will be living in safety
Written by JBandekPoetry (LostWords)
Published | Edited 13th Feb 2015
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