Poem: Perfect/Cage/Beautiful/Strange

Looking for myself,
Twisted streets,
Enclosed wide spaces,
Broken by claustrophobia,
Repaired by self-faith.

Watch sky-rats,
Unafraid to fly,
Call me plain,
I am alive.

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About lowkiespeaks

I am a poetess, a mother-to-be, a pround woman, and stubborn beyound reason. View all posts by lowkiespeaks

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