Freedom

by Airika   May 3, 2006


Standing here calm and clean
brush the shingles
off of me
crazy to think that you you could contain me
cant nobody bring me down.
my life felled with joy
i glisin from the shine of the sun
capthuring the beauty of my freedom
i run down the hill into the deep blue sea
it stings from the marks on my backs
but i dont care
this is just what i need
knowing i can be who i am with out
someone over me i fell free like the wind and the sea beneath me
i am no longer a puppet cast under your spell.
i am free and free is who ill be.

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