WritersAgainstCruelty
A frame, a shadow,
Of what it could of been,
Cowering in the corner of a cage
For others' amusement;
The eyes and demeanour
Of a broken bear.
It pained me to see -
So I penned these words.
Thursday 14th November 2019 1:36 pm
A frame, a shadow,
Of what it could of been,
Cowering in the corner of a cage
For others' amusement;
The eyes and demeanour
Of a broken bear.
It pained me to see -
So I penned these words.
Thursday 14th November 2019 1:36 pm
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