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Who doesn't love the freedom?
Almost everyone would love to be free and independent. In this modern world people are more independent and love to do everything as per their wish, nobody would ever like if their independence is hampered by anyone.
But what if you are freedom is taken for a day?
Uh. This expresses more of my thoughts and me.
'My name is Test Subject no. 183. I am probably about sixteen years old, I have black hair and one green and one blue eye, I'm 5 feet and five inches tall, I weigh about fifty kilograms, I live in cage no. 17 in lab no. 6, but I won't for much longer.' 183 had lived in a science lab for nearly...
This is only a prologue right now but if I get some nice reviews, then I'll add more...
Ace is just a boy with a dark secret locked inside him, his own living hell. He has to push away everybody. Just to keep the monster inside...
you are trapped but no one sees it.. NOT EVEN YOU..
It's fascinating to imagine who little girls in Sunday school end up becoming.
A work of fiction.
Inspired by Chuck Palahniuk's "In art school, they don't teach you..." (Diary)
About the struggles we have within ourselves and our sacrifice to seemingly no avail.
I'm not really aware how to describe this other than, Its the first thing that came to mind and I just wrote it.
BOY, GIRL, GRAN,CANARY, LONDON, 1950S
I'm My own person too.
By The Jaded Deathsprite
I crave for my life without you.
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By Elton Camp
Brutus' family locked him in a cage because of his drinking habits
Poetry | Updated Aug 23, 2013 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 4
By Diana Rose
I finally finished it on Sunday at my friend's house. It started out as part of the first verse, so I copied it out and added more. A few months later, I found the original part of the first verse, so I added more, but it was different than the first addition. On Sunday, I combined them and...
Poetry | Updated Aug 21, 2013 | Reads: 18 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Trapped inside a gilded cage.
Poetry | Updated Jul 15, 2013 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
It is one o' clock in the morning. There is a lone figure standing in the road. A beautiful voice. A meaningful song. Stay away, and don't say a word. Momma's gonna buy you a mockingbird. All feedback is appreciated, please tell me what you think! :) The Figure (c) is my own original character,...