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One day, I'll be free.

Poetry By: KillMeNow
Poetry


Tags: Freedom


This is pretty much what I want, but trapped inside, family or my own life, how do I chose?
Easy.
I chose me.


Submitted:Nov 13, 2012    Reads: 42    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


I WILL be free.

Do I have a real family?

No, they're not my family

There nothing to me

So I'll fly off happily

Let me go, let me be

I want to scream and cry

I want my freedom

Let me try

To you I'm just a broken condom

Trying to relax I just sit back

I want my LIFE

A minute later I'm under attack

You stab me with a knife

Loves cursed

You killed me inside

We reversed

I hide, you lied

You softly bash my head

I smack into brick walls

I fall back into bed

I don't have the balls

One day I'll leave

I'll be free.

You better believe.





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