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I run. I sprint as fast as I can. Not that there's any need. There's nothing trying to keep me, No guards, No fences, Not even the rope; It wore away with every lie. I smile. I can feel the freedom As it pulses through my veins. I no longer feel the crimson love Pouring, Rushing, Escaping from cuts, All my scars are healed at last. I sing. I allow my soul's song to fill the air. For the first time in forever, It is neither a scream nor a cry For mercy, For relief, For an end to the pain, The dark prison fades in the distance. I simply cannot understand Why they believe I should lament This freedom, When, in all honesty, I've never felt more alive.
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May 24, 2011
May 24, 2011 at 12:54 PM UTC
Running, Smiling, Singing For Freedom
I run. I sprint as fast as I can. Not that there's any need. There's nothing trying to keep me, No guards, No fences, Not even the rope; It wore away with every lie. I smile. I can feel the freedom As it pulses through my veins. I no longer feel the crimson love Pouring, Rushing, Escaping from cuts, All my scars are healed at last. I sing. I allow my soul's song to fill the air. For the first time in forever, It is neither a scream nor a cry For mercy, For relief, For an end to the pain, The dark prison fades in the distance. I simply cannot understand Why they believe I should lament This freedom, When, in all honesty, I've never felt more alive.
just-heather
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just-heather
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May 24, 2011
May 24, 2011 at 12:54 PM UTC
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