Stolen Key Poem by Ben Sparaco
Stolen Key
I know they have my key i see thier lips begin to be free. I sew what they have left my tears begin to flow. I feel as though i am royalty key to my thrown. I have taken back what is mine although now my soul, heart and mind is nowhere near fine.
Monday, December 31, 2007
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