Where are my wings that flew so high?
How could you break it, how can I fly?
Who are you to stop me from doing what I want?
When are you killing me to die and haunt?
Rising in revolt doesn't require much for your frivolity,
Soon I'll overthrow your kingdom and proclaim equality.
Sharon Mathew
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Feather Quill
PoetryHighest rank #25 in Poetry #1 in Poetess #1 in Revolting #3 in Motivational What is poetry? "The Crown of literature is poetry" - W Somerset Maugham It's letting out your spirit.. Giving them the wings of words and let...
