Poems from Plokesh99

Trapped in a glass cage, No room to move, To expand and grow.   I feel pathetic, And so hungry.   Squandered in a clear prison, I can see...
Trapped in a glass cage, No room to move, To expand and grow.   I feel pathetic, And so hungry.   Squandered in a clear prison, I can see...
I can recall-perfectly, A Time, Made of Gold   Not the gold, That you both laced around me, binding my neck and wrists.   Instead I...
How ironic it is, I remember the sight of you, I hear the timbres of your voice. I’ve known you, For a long while.   How ironic it is, That...
Dear Mom and Dad, Thank You. For all that you do.   I know I can be difficult, But thank you for your patience.  I am so eternally grateful...

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