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Jan 31
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Look how free you are,
Whilst im stuck here,
Flap your wings,
Far,far away.

Be the freedom im unable to dream of,
Fly over the dark seas
The golden deadly deserts
The tropical fearful forests

Care for no-ones opinions
Do as you please
Leave for days on end
With no one waiting, for you home.

Moon and sun
Land and ocean
Black and white
Thats what we are.

Wait for your end,
Your deadly demise;

Atleast you lived your life full
Whilst mine, is just a bunch of bull.
Written by
Idil  16/Cisgender Female/London
(16/Cisgender Female/London)   
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