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FREED

by @livingpoetry

if tonight's your last and yesterday's past intimidates you or relentlessly accuses you of the things that once enchanted you and you take a slap in the face you cut to the chase there's no time to waste but really you're stuck you feel out of place and the rhythm of the sorrow drags into tomorrow because you cannot forget and there is abundant regret draining from the scars that you've tried to hide that you've put aside and in reality, your soul IS TIRED of waiting, of praying of feeling like it's straying you breathe, you sleep, you live as if you were not dying you're still trying TO BE OK but you are broken and you cannot cope and all of your hope has gone up in smoke to where has your spirit flown? LET GO for the love of God, release give it to the One you seek to Him whom your eyes have not seen in this moment, you are FREED. © Melissa Carlson 2015
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Oct 5, 2015
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#love#broken#eyes#god#hope#smoke#spirit#cope#freed#flown
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