Caged
Locked up, within a cage, wanting out, silent rage. Frustrations, patience thin, each day starts again. Seeking rays of sunlight, knowing not day or night. Ticking time tick tock no good to watch the clock. Minutes, hours days on end locked in a cage years again. No more, finally through, coming home to life with you. Somethings different while I was gone my life stood still your's moved on. Change, hmmm, all I can see I just hope you still love me......I don't know...Just something that came to mind... :) Written January 14th, 2002 © on Jan 14 2002 06:19 AM PST, Deborah Wolz 0 • 12
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