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Chains of my own design kept me from the divine. Two good legs I was given with wings to touch heaven, but my mind made shackles added weights to ankles. With awesome wings I crawled, so lost I forgot I’m called. I added other’s chains to bury my own pain, but I wasn’t okay mind gave heart no say. Back to where I soared past these distractions don’t last, I wanted my freedom struggle left me bleedin’; even though I held the key fear kept me from being free. No way to cross the goal line, forced to admit I’m not fine. My past mistakes forgiven, I gave myself permission to let the chains unravel, so I prepare to travel. My progress no longer stalled I remember that I am called. Chains given to the one who reigns, who was with me in the pain, so I take it day by day my mind is given less sway. Where I belong at long last, my resolve is now steadfast. I am free in the kingdom to remember mom’s wisdom, don’t worry I can be carefree fear can’t keep me. I am free
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Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 7:48 PM UTC
(Un)Chained
Chains of my own design kept me from the divine. Two good legs I was given with wings to touch heaven, but my mind made shackles added weights to ankles. With awesome wings I crawled, so lost I forgot I’m called. I added other’s chains to bury my own pain, but I wasn’t okay mind gave heart no say. Back to where I soared past these distractions don’t last, I wanted my freedom struggle left me bleedin’; even though I held the key fear kept me from being free. No way to cross the goal line, forced to admit I’m not fine. My past mistakes forgiven, I gave myself permission to let the chains unravel, so I prepare to travel. My progress no longer stalled I remember that I am called. Chains given to the one who reigns, who was with me in the pain, so I take it day by day my mind is given less sway. Where I belong at long last, my resolve is now steadfast. I am free in the kingdom to remember mom’s wisdom, don’t worry I can be carefree fear can’t keep me. I am free
No longer in a prison of my own making I am back on track
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Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 7:48 PM UTC
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