Release, a poem |
Release, a poem |
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Release
Lost, in a world - of Passions, Locked Away. So deep my soul cannot display. Torn, with desires - for Beauty, There construed. There - the heart is openly nude. Naked, with no masks - with Beatings, Now exposed. Embarassed at the conflict showed. Confused, with choices - in Mazes, So enshrined. Enclosed with no hope to survive. Distant, hope had seemed - from Far Lands, And a light. The Deliverer within sight. Found, in a world - of Passion, Now set free. My soul takes flight inside of me! |
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