CagedA Poem by SilentLullabiesI am a caged bird with a broken wing.
Even if I were to escape, where would I go? I can not fly, and so I do not sing. There is nothing to sing of in a prison. Whenever my master walks by, I chirp softly. But I go unnoticed, uncared for. There is no one to love me and no one for me to love. I am nothing but a pretty prize. Something to own. © 2010 SilentLullabiesReviews
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11 Reviews Added on December 15, 2010 Last Updated on December 15, 2010 AuthorSilentLullabiesGrand Rapids, MIAboutMy name is Aysha. I struggle with depression and a bad case of anxiety. I'm sure there are other mental issues somewhere in my head no one has bothered to diagnose me with. I used to write on here a l.. more..Writing
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