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Mar 2018
I want my soul to be free
Like a spring breeze out to sea
But that’s not really me
More like it's chained up tight
Like a bad dog that likes to fight
And beaten within an inch of its life
Pushed to the wayside
And at times it hides
And I rarely let it outside
The fire that use to burn trees
Can hardly spark leaves
And is slowly being extinguished but nobody sees
The inner light is not as bright
But there's still hope as long as there's sight
And those who won't let you give up the fight
The lair to the dragon's been breached
And his wrath will leave those without speech
And the only remains of his enemies are bleached
No longer obstacles to overcome
Thinking that they were more then their sum
Their plans have all become undone
The problems of his past are ephemeral
As he tears away the chains of which there are several
The beast is back and even more visceral
Lucio
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Lucio  45/M/Oregon
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