![]() Shut outA Poem by CentipedleI've been stuck with iron bars over my tongue. Metal sticks piercing my lips. I've been disregarded and branded with a collar. Dehumanized, by a preacher. A preacher who spouts words, They only think they are right. Making me so infinitesimal, Despite the speeches you spell. I want to be locked away. Away from the painful tongue. I doubt myself in every way. Am I right or am I wrong?
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9 Reviews Added on July 14, 2016 Last Updated on July 14, 2016 Author![]() CentipedleApple Valley, CAAboutHi, my name is Pedle as an online handle. Don't be afraid of my username! Note about reading your stuff. I try to review as much as I can if you are on my list below. But the best SURE way to get .. more..Writing
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