This one is dedicated to my lovely Socil Studies teacher!
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Misery is what I feel
How much clearer can I be?
How is it a secret
That you're pinning my wings down
As I struggle to fly free.
Strike me down and call me a liar
But I speak nothing but the truth
For like good old Uncle Abe
I cannot tell a lie.
YOU ARE READING
Wave and other poems
PoetryJust a collection of poems I've writen in my free time. Read, enjoy, and tell me what you think!
