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Free.
You don't realize how much you need me 
 So you throw me away without knowing it
 I become your mannequin 
 You dress me up just to set me back down
 And as soon as you do, my heart stops pounding
 And I start drowning in my doubts
 Please for once take the time
 To hear me out,
 
 I've saved you so many times from 
 ones who were plotting
 Against you, 
 I've given you life and saved your life
 Too many times for you to count,
 Don't you remember me telling you
 How nothing can take you from my arms? 
 Don't you know 
 That I rescued you
 You were on the street, 
 alone and cold and fearing things you
 Didn't have to worry about,
 I was the one who lit the sky up so you could stand
 On solid ground.
 I was the one who picked you up every single time your 
 Back hit the floor.
 I was the one who taught you how to live like a 
 Father helps his child learn to ride a bike.
 To me you owe your life.
 
 But I was also the one you threw away and abandoned.
 Like I was just a particle of sand by the ocean. 
 To you, I was replaceable. 
 Instead of getting to know me,
 You wasted your time on silly things that never mattered.
 Facebook.
 Basketball.
 Friends.
 Parties.
 Even potato chips held more meaning to you
 Than me. 
 Now the time has come for explosion.
 Brothers against brothers and
 Sisters without peace. 
 The sky will turn dark. 
 The moon will turn red. 
 Some people will get to know me
 And those people only will be set free.
 Will you be one of them, child?
 Or will you rebel and repel against the one
 Soul who was always there? 
 The time has come.
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