Is It Poetry
It Is Freedom - Poem by Is It Poetry
Pillar warm flame moth of shame
suffocating greed's wrap
struggle it is her
wing of despair
It is my soul free of her blind pain
endless without beginning
Tongue without mind laid to trap
harsh bitter wind flies again to another.
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