Freely Me

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a fast poem i wrote while sitting at my desk and sketching, and the words just started coming. it started with my problems, and what i do to let them go.

Submitted: December 13, 2011

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When my brain Can't take the shit You keep throwing at it I like to think of a place Where I can leave myself be And truly be free. To scream away All of the pain That falls down like rain. Where pencil meets paper In the dead of night, bringing my feelings to light. But, mostly, I dream. I dream to be with your arms around me. For then I am doubtlessly free.


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