or sign in with e-mail
by The Angel of Secrets Dec 3, 2008 category : Life, society / meaning of life
My sole existence, I live to be free. And in the distance, Lies the sea. With winds in my sails, Through raging storms. I tell the tales, In unknown forms. I'm a lonely spirit, In the golden autumn I stand. Freedom, is it? An unfreezed land. With burning passion, I choose to see. Without compassion, I choose to be free.