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To run free
Contributed by
mindset
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Thursday, 7th July 2005 @ 05:31:44 PM in AEST
Topic:
secrets
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A word of many years roamed free to create a brilliance As we are young we grow older and yet we dont know Our firends our family fresh but only sold We create our vision on what we see fit And yet we only be what they only see Is it time now to create the freedom what we always expect Or are we lost and puppets their pets Words of wisdon soul respect Every day we live our lives and we just expect To find the words that will free the intent Look at us dying in our only flow Our problem is we used to know Years are like the days before and yet nothing unfolds They before us spoke the words of pure flight Why we choose to ground in all our fight I look at the female as male only see's I see beauty and freedom and all that expires Why so far and yet we travel together I see the war of yesterday a letter unsent And yet a post of year never sent Those above us our rulers our mind seekers They tell us every day that we is yesterday And why we sit and listen when we is all the same I wait for you to speak the real word A jail we live and freedom awaits
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Re: To run free
(User Rating: 1 ) by Spazzo on
Thursday, 7th July 2005 @ 06:37:37 PM AEST (User
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This is a neat poem.
Scott |
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Re: To run free
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Friday, 8th July 2005 @ 04:59:06 AM AEST (User
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We create our vison as to what we see fit
great line very deep
simply yet complex
your vison on this poem
fits very well as to what i see fit |
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