Chains

by Bethany M   Mar 8, 2007


I was walking down the hall
That is when I see
Not what I am
But what I use to be

Smiling faces
Reminding me
Of before I was taken
Of when I was free

Free of my chains
Holding me down
When I had a bunch of fun
There was no such thing as a frown

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