Clipped And Broken Wings

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Improv 2002

You caged me like a bird,

careful to never,

set me free,

from your grasp.

I could barely breathe,

you were always so close.

Never to miss,

a move I made.

I escaped,

but you captured me,

once again,

and broke,

my still clipped wings.

Your mission is now complete,

now I’ll never learn to fly again.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 6-6-02. It's my 149th improv.

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