freedom

June 12, 2012
By dancer25 GOLD, West Babylon, New York
dancer25 GOLD, West Babylon, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"Hope will never be silent'


The wind blowing through my hair
The sun kissing my skin
The grass tickling my legs

When I’m there, I’m free
When I’m home, I’m free
When I’m with my brother I’m free

Every thing bad seems to disappear
All my bad memories unbind me and let me run free
All the impurities leave my soul

I belong there
My home is the countryside
And that’s where I need to be
… where I’m going.


The author's comments:
im stuck living in a place i dont belong, and i need to get out and be with my brother and feel alive again.

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dancer25 GOLD said...
on May. 25 2013 at 5:52 pm
dancer25 GOLD, West Babylon, New York
15 articles 16 photos 50 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Hope will never be silent'

THank you!

OldYoungOne said...
on May. 25 2013 at 12:38 am
I know the feeling... I feel the same way about my boyfriend and the forest I used to live next to. The relatabliity carries this poem so there's no need for poetic twists to confuse and dillude the poem. I like it.


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