Slave Poem by Akilleas Sideous
Slave
I cant find the words to rhyme or the proper time to find my mind my hands are bound im on the ground I cant get up its hurting me to see but it is me I have failed as a poet failed as a person a broken mass so softly spoken I scream because I don't want my works to die i hear a cry in the mist what could have caused me this I am distraught oh what a great battle I have fought
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