You keep me captive because you hate my freedom.
Let me live! Let me be free!
Let me soar higher then the clouds
and touch the spurt of heaven that only the blind eye can see.
I will break free and jump!
Love will catch me.
Faith will provide my soft pillow.
So finally after my insistence.
You let me soar.
But with a string that you
pull back with your pleasure
where in the end I'm not free
but have a different prison.
So my spirit dies.
Slowly
with no hope for the future
dreaming of the day
That I will be free.
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