Rooe
I want to be free;
Free of this disguise.
I am held captive,
It chokes me inside.
The rope that strangles me;
Takes away every moment of Glee.
I wish I could be free,
From this eternity of misery.
I want to explore;
But I am bound to the shore.
Every time I try;
It burns mean to the price
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