Freedom
Away from the crowd,
My head in the clouds.
Escaping the world,
Just an "odd little girl."
Finding "ME"
The me that I enjoy to be.
That's what petry has done for me.
I found my life
when I understood the price.
The price that was paid for us.
The price that should've been ours.
and now everyday
I will send my praise
writing about my savior.
and now every day
I get lost in God's grace
writing about my savior.
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