F-R-E-E...

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
sweet sweet freedom!

Submitted: April 06, 2008

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I'm  taking a look inside of me

to see what none can see

I see chains

I see shackles

I'm in a pain

that my heart struggles to handle

I'm taking a look inside of me

to see what I can be

At first I see nothing

later on a small something

after that I feel courageous

apparently its now contageous

because that little thing I see

is growing out of all bounderies

It sprouts from hope

it grows to be free

my wonderful little container of possibility

is filled to the rim over flowing at its brim

Shackles break

chains seem to evaporate

I'm trapped in pain no more

My spirit is no longer sore

I'm free

alive and free

to be what I want to be

I look down upon all limits

And no one can discourage me

F-R-E-E

THAT

SPELLS

FREE

OBVIOUSLY

ME!


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