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Feb 2013
I'm flying; I'm beautiful.
I'm soaring; but I am not free.
Nor do I wish to be.

I'm falling; I'm miserable.
I'm slipping down, down, down.
I am not free.
Nor do I wish to be.

It's time you told me, and stopped this agony.
It's time you put your arms around me, and soothed my soul.
Please don't set me free.
Written by
Nicole Pain
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