CaughtA Poem by Michael Wright
You tired to bring me down to your level I saw all of you, evil and scorned Your soul marked by your actions Burned and torn; you feed upon flesh You drank the blood and energy from them Thinking you were so prefect You had me within your grasp I escaped and freed myself I saw and know what you are really like No darkness could compare The light you avoided You lashed out on me upon the rejection No longer would I kneel for you I am free and never to be caged again! © 2015 Michael WrightReviews
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3 Reviews Added on May 24, 2015 Last Updated on May 24, 2015 AuthorMichael WrightSpringfield, MAAboutI am 50, single Retired, I am a novice to this writing world. I am learning each day. I do not share all my writing with you. I look forward to chatting with many of you. I will only review writin.. more..Writing
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