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Free (Free verse) by sk8rs_rule_all
Have you ever met a special person whos 24 and acts like hes 8? Have you ever been so scared and so confused as to where you want to disappear? Have you ever met a child, who gets beaten everyday? Most of the questions would be answered no for you, but for me..they would be yes. Have you ever been at the tip of a knife put to your neck? No....But i have! I am in jail, i was put here due to my actions. My bed is hard and the sink is very grimy. I look at my jail mate...Hes dead. Hes been dead for days now. No one cares, they think if they take him out that im being spoiled. And they think if they leave him there im being treated normally. The decaying skin remindes me of my decaying life! The flys buzz around me fast and loud. My heartbeat races, my hands are clamy, My hand opens slowly...Not too fast. The fly lands in my palm. I am calm and still careful not to disturb the fly. I close my hand very fast trapping the fly inside! As soon as i close my fist the jailguard opens my cell door. I think he's going to take me to the chair, but i was wrong. He mumbles something like 'your free, go on and get out!' I thought nothing but that i had to get the chains off of me. I ran as fast as i could to get out, tripping and stumbling every step of the way. People are yelling and shouting at me, telling me to stop! I ignore their crys and continue to run and then i fall. I fall within 2 feet of the damn door! COME ON HOW FAKE IS THAT!!!! I ALMOST MADE IT!!!...Then i heard another fly..he was buzzing around me wildly, again and i got up and ran some more. I ran all the way outside and hid behind a tree. I crawled under cars and into the running stream of water. I swam for about 5 miles and then came to a stop at the bank. I swam ashore and rested. I lay there with both my hands spread out and my legs too. I hear another fly, I want to know where it is but i can only hear it.. Then i feel something in the middle of my palm. I close it again and then it hits me..All i had to realize is that once i caught the fly...it was no longer free. ( IF U THINK MY POEMS ARE CRAPPY PLESE DONT WASTE UR TIME RANKING ALL OF THEM 0! I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE DO THAT! IF U DONT LIKE THEM THEN DONT EVER READ MY POEMS AGAIN! I AM TIRED OF PEOPLE LEAVING SMART-ASS REMARKS JUST BECAUSE THEY DONT LIKE MY WORK!! SO IF U THINK THIS ONE IS BAD THEN DONT WASTE UR TIME AND DONT WASTE MINE! I PUT THESE UP SO PEOPLE CAN APPRECIATE THEM AND READ THEM NOT TO MAKE REMARKS ABOUT THEM!)

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