by Skyless » Thu Jan 23, 2014 12:43 am
"Hello.." She said refraining from plugging her ears. "How are you? Did you get the extra bread and meat I sent you?" She aked, knowing everyone would need enough sleep and food.
I know why
the caged bird sings.
A caged bird stands
on a grave of dreams,
his shadow shouts on
a night mares scream.
We think the caged bird sings,
when indeed, he cries.
The song of a bird,
can never be caged.