The kite without strings

October 7, 2010
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When a desire is found
the open space becomes cramped
finding something else fades in its place
you feel yourself fall apart.
When Caught in a web of lies to protect yourself
the pain always seeps through the gaps
battling your heart to hold back the tears
you silence fear once more.
When words become memories
the clock doesn't pause for pleasure
gripping your chest to lock them inside
you stare at desperation.
When yesterday's breath is harder tomorrow
the vital ingredient has been taken
shadowing the key for freedom
you see clearly once blinded.
When reaching to find flight
the facts don't tempt fate alone
belief in knowing your soul will guide you
you realise, only you, can find your answers.

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