or unsung left to roam along the road
less traveled
Unnoticed in the corner watching her
sing indulging in her aura holding onto
the colors to paint his next picture
Uneasy on a worn mattress in his
apartment that faces east pokes
him in the eye to remind of the night
before
Untouched in the picket line as the
beast comes to enforce their "freedom"
and their connection to the creator
Undecided on the poison to take her
very soul away you dont want to risk
her falling in love with you and reading
your journals
Word, and dedications to the one who know's why the caged bird sings...
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