I never knew that a person
Could be a prison.
That their words would be bars,
Trapping me inside of their indignation.
I never knew that a person
Could be a prison.
At least,
Not until I met you.
May 18, 2015
May 18, 2015 at 12:13 PM UTC
I never knew that a person
Could be a prison.
That their words would be bars,
Trapping me inside of their indignation.
I never knew that a person
Could be a prison.
At least,
Not until I met you.
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