FREEDOM

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I watched them fly through the open sky.

So free, so high.

I asked myself, "Should I give it a try?"

But I realized, I will only fall and die.


My wings were injured.

Cutted by sadness' sword.

The pain can't be explained by just a word.

For you to know, I feel alone in this crowded world.


The sun was so bright.

My eyes were open wide.

But I seen no light.

I remain prisoned on the dark side.


My feet was on the shiny floor,

Wishing it was on the shore.

I felt this cold breeze,

But not the wind from the seas.


I'm not losing faith nor starting to hate.

You'll think all of these was caused by boredom.

Yes, I might against my fate. . .

But NO! All I ever wanted was my FREEDOM.



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