I feel trapped, like a bird in a cage.
"It's for your own good."
It might have been when I was young and small.
But my wings don't fit anymore. I might explode...
(cage is a mix between a gibbet and a bird cage.)
I feel trapped, like a bird in a cage.
"It's for your own good."
It might have been when I was young and small.
But my wings don't fit anymore. I might explode...
(cage is a mix between a gibbet and a bird cage.)
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