I see the sky.
It's a beautiful thing.
Too bad I can't go near it.
Too bad I'm locked in this cage.
My wings ache to be free.
To feel the wind across my feathers.
This pain inside of me.
Is somethings that will never go away.
Never go away until I can be free.
Free to fly in the sky.
Free to go wherever I please.
I want to fly so high that everyone looks like dots.
I want to fly so fast that the world looks like a blur.
Please take the lock off this cage and let me be free.
A contest entry
- Fly like a bird by Sonja.
1210 points, ended August 25, 2007, 17 entries
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Nice, so nice. I like used pictures and feelings to be closed inside the cage looking for somebody to set you fee. Freedom is...what all we need.
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