Freedom
cutting off my collar,
from my leash i now am free,
if you're going to use a rope,
then hang me in a tree,
silence is my saftey,
people are my vow,
i've forgotten how to speak,
but you didn't listen anyhow.
i know, i know spelling issues.
Copyright © Jezabella Singe | Year Posted 2010
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