Being Free Poem by Jay hmph
Being Free
Dancing with the devil, time ends before I can give myself away
I pray that the pain goes away… The burn that’s inside is the truth within
I fly high with the stars… Drifting away as if nothing really matters…
On the edge of the end… Oh so close the beginning
Don’t want to come back... But don’t really have a choice
Fight at all times… Fight for eternity… Fight until the end of time…
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