Trapped Poem by Shaylon Marie

Trapped



My life is a jail.
while my mother hales.
No freedom allowed.
In this place of sorrow.
I am trapped, and i will never get out.

Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom,sorrow,trapped
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Shaylon Marie

Shaylon Marie

Rock Springs, Wyoming
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