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A Bird's CageA Poem by Lucia MorganBirds in their cages,So beautiful to watch.Their freedom un-achievable,So seldomsought.Perched in the dim light,Covered in dust,Lostrelicsof glory,Los.. |
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Bland DayDreamA Chapter by YouoweYoupaySometimes I... |
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The Day the Dragon Died (Again)A Poem by HaunzwürtheThe extended version of the original. I wanted to elaborate and felt I could do so without taking away from the original meaning. |
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The Poor Thing In The ZooA Poem by Dr. Joel C. BrothersSocial Commentary |
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Captured SparrowA Screenplay by Piper LynnINT. MILLIE’S HOUSE - PARLOR - DAY We see a late nineteenth-century parlor. Two young girls are sitting at a table across from each other, MILL.. |
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I Wake the BeastA Poem by Neva Flores Smith - Chang..When I want to hear you say I am beautiful wipe away the tears I cry............ |
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THE SOUL ON FIREA Poem by Rik Bbecause the soul is your protector |
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Where Are You?A Poem by Neva Flores Smith - Chang..Sometimes words sit screaming inside a chasm asking, “where are you”, like a nightmare intimately breezes from a cage fashioned for any.. |
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These bodies are but jail cellsA Poem by Mercelushow anger consumes us all. |
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Whom are the Sparrows, Canaries?A Poem by Ripple of AquaWhy does the world think that writing is nothing but scribbles wasting paper? Don't they know that it's thanks to writing we have a past, a future, an.. |
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JustA Poem by earthtohannahJust leave me alone. I hate you. You don't care. Just go away now. I don't love you. Listen to me. Just stop crying. This is the truth. An.. |
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Bird in CageA Poem by rachelenicholsBased on my bird. |
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Home or Confinement?A Story by Tapherwhen i leave here, i am not walking home, i am walking to a holding cell. a place they put me when ive done thier work,and they no longer have use for.. |
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GabrielA Poem by Diana Christina"Everything is free now That's what they say Everything I ever done Gonna give it away." - Gillian Welch |
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The Golden CageA Poem by Olesya LThis piece was inspired by the expensive captivity that so many of us seem to enjoy. |
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Hopeless BreathA Poem by Raymond DunnA time when I questioned my Faith. I felt prisoner, secluded and shackled. I felt cold, as if every breath I took was drawing black oil into my lungs... |
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