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They told me that I would not make it
But I, being rebel, did it to defy.
So I ran, ran, ran.
Made it to doorway, doorway to freedom
and stopped. No, not by my own doing.
By those chains, holding me back.
Chains from responsibility, family, friends. Promises.
Still I broke off those chains, turned said a silent goodbye with my tears.
And ran.



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mrbananaman9 said...
Apr. 8, 2009 at 1:24 pm:
This is a great poem
 
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