Free Thinker In A Cage Poems

Through the halls,
we dance,
a song.
On the walls,
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Black Leather,
and bad weather.
Feet, light as a feather.
Mind is heavier.
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We dance under a red sky at daybreak,

a dance not unlike others, yet unique in it's existence.
...

We dance under a red sky at daybreak.
The wind falls upon us, but it cannot touch us,
for we are Free
from the chains of man and mind,
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Roses are Red;

Roses are red,
Inside I am dead.
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A flash
A bang.
Suddenly, white bursts out,
The light,
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We dance under a red sky at daybreak,
a dance not unlike others, yet unique in it's existence.
The place past the misty colors of the shield above our head rests unknown.
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