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Freedom I lay there bleeding. My wings torn badly. A sword made of crystal. It goes through my wings. I'm dieing from the wounds. I'm chained to the floor. I'm traped in a circle of confusion. What am I to do? Where am I going to go after this? You leave me in the dungen. All alone in the dark. All I can do is weep. I wish to be free again. I want the wounds healed. I want my wings healed. All I want is to be ablke to fly. The wound that won't heal is... My heart....and soul. You are watching me suffer. I know you are there. I feel you watching. You laugh seeing my pain. I just wish to be free. As free as a bird.

Posted by: Deathstar12 Thu Jul 19, 2007 @ 07:16pm

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Commented on: Thu Jul 19, 2007 @ 07:21pm


	oh my god that is so beautiful!!! you will be an awesome, misunderstood poet unlike anyone else someday, i kno it!

Commented on: Mon Mar 24, 2008 @ 01:32am


	Yea this poem is quite a beautiful piece of work it really is depressing and it shows how we take for granted the freedom that we have and that if one day we lost it we would see what we truly had

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