Let Me Out

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Let me out she cried
I am trapped inside
Behind prison bars
I am blood and scars

Let me out she pled
See how I have bled
Let me take a life
With my precious knife

Let me out she wailed
I have tried and failed
I have rent and torn
Grieved I was born

Set me free she said
Be entrapped instead
I will kill for you
What you will not do

Let me be your sword
Take my solemn word
Let me out she cried
From this trap inside

(c) Helen M Valentina 2017

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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3 Responses to Let Me Out

  1. Sure. I would let her out and run like the dickens.

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