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Freedom

When the petals began to fall And beauty seemed to blow away On a wind that carries us all Not knowing when to go or stay Will the days that hold me here right now Disperse and dissipate Will death come knocking soon somehow I must never be late For my funeral will be A time to celebrate A time for you a time for me In death's freedom relate Lets hold hands and dream of dying Never knowing more Than the pain, I breathe in sighing Murder, I implore Take me from this prison here This earth with all despair I would rather die than fear And be not more than air
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Oct 4, 2011
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