Dreams

by Kaitlin   Jan 7, 2008


Freedom comes like a thief in the night,
he breaks into your window and wakes you up,
he grabs you by the hand, pulls you out the widow,
and your dreams take flight,

you can go wherever you like,
and do what ever you wish,
you are who you've always wanted to be,
with out worries and cares,

and the the breaking day,
puts an end to your wondrous play,
and the night is done,
and you are yourself again

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