Being Free
I look at you
You look at me
But I know it can never be
But in my heart
I do see
Us together
Happy and free
But as we walk our ways
Reality comes back into play
And once again I know it can not be
Cause we can never actually be free.
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I like to write stories and poems when I can. I write poems when I feel upset or think of something I'm not sure how to deal wit.
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