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 ..........
By worthlesspoet •
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