I called your name out loud,
But my voice just echoed in this room.
You said I’d be safe in this place,
And I believed you.
But why do I feel,
Like I’m not free
To even say goodbye to you?
Why is my heart crying out
For release?
Daily Prompt: Release
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Nice poem!
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Thanks, Miriam!😊
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