TrappedA Poem by Sad Unc Days 3562
Restricted. Choking.
The freedom to be was never there. And they tell me it's my fault. But how do we fix it? The anger of people fighting. They do not want a fix. It would hurt too much, they say. Well, so does this. © 2025 Sad Unc Days 3562 |
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Added on December 28, 2025 Last Updated on December 28, 2025 AuthorSad Unc Days 3562AboutFinally cracked, and the pain is spilling forth is this a good thing? more.. |
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