Wednesday, April 24, 2024

A poets poetry, by Kyle D. Finnell

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(pain, injury from being framed )
I dream that I’m free!
I dream that I’m free
but I still fell lockd and chained,
bound by shackles on my wrist and anckles.

over the last 250 years, we have traded rops and wips
for shackles and chains.

pain injury from being framed

have you ever cryed?
cryed,
until you felt,
in your tears you was drowning
heart pounding, faces frounding at you tears,
cause tears soundless.

pain injury from being framed

Kyle D. Finnell
DOC #A707931

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