Tis
She was released
From her carcass of a shell
Man letteth her go
From her inquiring hell
She was free'd
From all distant proportion
Now she findeth her self
In remorse and guilt trip
Tis
She was awoken
By truth at her beak
She awoke to the words
I loveth thee
But she is a freebird,
She flyeth by muse!
Dreamers always
Get lost in cartoons..