The Cost Of Freedom

November 15, 2009
A lady in a tower
A prince on a horse

Overwhelming sadness
No regrets, no remorse

Locked away, trapped
Free as a lark

Shadows around her
He is a spark

She sees a man
And he sees a prize

She thinks with her heart
He thinks with his eyes

The girl won’t be free
And he rescues her

Harrah, She is saved
but he is her new curse

Now she is awake
And he is asleep

She makes a decision
He, she will not keep

She takes a knife
He takes his last breath

Now she is free
He, trapped in eternal rest

The girl in the tower
Or the prince on his steed

Who is enslaved
And who is now free?





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