Thursday, 29 December 2011

RELEASE

I BOUGHT SOME TIME IT DIDN'T COST MUCH
A HAND FULL OF MEDIOCRE AND THE TIME OFFERED CRUTCH
A MOMENT OF LISTENING, A WILL THAT IS FREE
A POINT OF VIEW I GIVE AND EYES THAT CAN SEE

DO NOT GIVE IN, TRY NOT TO DESPAIR, 
ALWAYS KNOW WITH GIVEN TIME  I'LL TRY TO BE THERE
FREEDOM IS A PROMISE,
ONE TRIES TO GIVE
YET THOUGH YOUR ENCASED WITH GHOSTLY CHAINS
INSIDE YOUR HEART YOU LIVE






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