Chained Fantasy
I dream of crimson early evenings,
of smoldering clouds of afterglow
I share the longing of stray pigeons
for home skylines they dearly know
I wish to fly away from the nightmare
of the truth of me here in death row!
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Copyright © Romeo Naces | Year Posted 2011
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