Independence
This is my life stab by a knife
I went to the corner and cried
I’d been living for almost two decades
I am jailed in a prison where its bloody
My life was already ruined
How could I escape this?
Would you set me free?
I want to stay longer with everyone I love.
I want my independence again.
I have to fight for my freedom.
My heart deserves to be happy
I am not now afraid of you
You can take away everything of me
Except my heart full of hope to survive
I’ll fight for my love ones
This is my life and I’m the pilot
I will go to the road full of dreams
Never thinking of what may happen
I’ll never let this bug decide for me
Life is pretty to see
I want to be with them
Even I have a little time
I’ll spent it wisely and take this time
It’s hard to say goodbye
I’ll take this time to be with them
So if when I go to the other side
They’ll know how I love them.
Thank you and Goodbye.
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GENESIS Red
Poesía"Solitude is the soil in which genius is planted, creativity grows, and legends bloom; faith in oneself is the rain that cultivates a hero to endure the storm, and bare the genesis of a new world, a new forest." This is my second attempt to produce...
