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Confused By Disign
I can feel
my freedom
through the bars
of my own disign
i can smell
fresh air
when i open the door
within my mind
yet
i continue
to sit on my bed
of broken dreams
thoughts of despair
painted
like pictures
hanging
on my walls
mornfully
looking through the bars
Of my broken thoughts
my freedom
through the bars
of my own disign
i can smell
fresh air
when i open the door
within my mind
yet
i continue
to sit on my bed
of broken dreams
thoughts of despair
painted
like pictures
hanging
on my walls
mornfully
looking through the bars
Of my broken thoughts
Published 27th Jul 2019
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