Friday, August 23, 2013

when i see bird cages
i remember us

caged and feeling so
many wings clipped

we are like pens
which cannot write

blank bond papers
thirsty for ink
when i see bird cages i remember us caged and feeling so many wings clipped we are like pens which cannot write blank bond papers thirsty for ink
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