Escaping Lines
Ain't no justice living in poetic prison,
The heart pumping ink while stuck in its rhythm,
Why I feel the need for the pen to bleed,
Coz to me it's a mystery.
Copyright © Karl Mcdonnell | Year Posted 2015
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