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Freedom I have found but even though I'm not perfect I know someane who is


Submitted:Mar 8, 2010    Reads: 51    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   


Sometimes I think I was born to be broken pieces of me laying on the carpet. Me myself I thought I never knew that the puzzle inside was pieces of you. So i picked up my arms through My arms in the sky. Grab a hold of a flying star. Feels like it's were I need to be. Cause the first time you healed me was the first time I breathed. I think about how you changed me. This is how it feels when you fall to your knees. Just like me we all wanna be accepted. Except I bet ya never thought that wings have kept us protected. Cause there are things we don't want to be accepted into. Yeah just like you I've been through it all to. You gotta through your arms to sky don't wonder why. You caught hold of a star. Hear heal your scars your not far gone. Thank you god cause you heald my life brought me to the light. But just like this song it has to end.





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