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This a collection of my cousin's poetry. He's more of a darker writer and was nervous about posting. So if you would review, give advice or just say what you think, that would be awesome.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 4 - Words: 469 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 07-01-12 - Published: 06-09-12 - id: 3030216
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My soul is like a bird
Free to soar, to do whatever
But my heart, my heart
Is like a caged animal
By all the hate in me.
By all the frustration
By all the love in me
My heart wishes it could be
My soul, free, not caged.
My mind is free
It wanders, it soars
But sometimes it feels like
It's captured by hate, by
Everything that disturbs me.
But at the same time, that
Is what makes me what I am.
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