chainsA Poem by Anyaumm... a little random bottle of feelings :)Galloping Galloping over stormy hills throwing back my head calling to the blood streaked sky shrieking screaming
again and again
willing wanting waiting
falling
falling with sobs and sighs
so quiet... so cold
wanting to run and hide
to scream and fight
too late my friend... too late
just keep me safe
i'm trapped in chains
these bonds wont break
bring me the key
set me free © 2009 AnyaAuthor's Note
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Added on June 8, 2009Last Updated on June 9, 2009 AuthorAnyaThe UKAboutWell.... My name's Anya... that's a start. I love spiders, heights and physics.... yeeeeeah, I don't really! I can't stand spiders or heights or..... I have a distinct passion against physics (don'.. more..Writing
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