Free Poetry Contest
Sweet Release \
Owned by my own desire,owned by my own worries,owned by the figures that lurk in the shadows. But I still stand tall,I hold my own head up high. I don't let my worries phase my existence,and I keep letting the wind graze against my face.
? By marry On 6/15/2015 3:29:08 PM
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