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semi-deadpoet

Will I ever be free

From the chains you placed on me?

And, will I ever know peace

If you cant even look at my face? 

Call it useless wishing,

But I wish you were listening;

Wish you would set me free.

  • Author: G.T.R (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 7th, 2022 22:27
  • Comment from author about the poem: aka my parents wont let me live outside of softball or school & i really fucking hate them for it. i cant exist outside of them for ONE FUCKING NIGHT. JUST ONE NIGHT
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 5


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