In The Garden Inside Me, by worthlesspoet |
Do I dare let you in the garden inside me, The sparrows are dead their tunes left unsung, Dying waiting to be set free, In a prison of rusty gates that never open, Flowers .......... |
Posted: 2014-06-20 00:07:40 UTC |
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