Tommy Freedom


Experimenting with recreation and life
Something most will do. But there is always that ‘one’.
Though this particular ‘one’ is a part of me
Talent, admiration, now nothing but flawed.
But alas…not in my eyes, what will be, will be…
Hope is taken from those who showed value that dark night
This value – will be adored by those evermore.

This ‘one’s’ rest was disturbed, but was it really?

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