Freedom

by AzureSoma

April 17, 2013

Angel's wings, Flying Free of chains, always flying Feathers fall blameless

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AzureSomaApr 17, 2013

When I think of wings I think of freedom. The freedom to be able to run away at anytime. To not be the subject of a bully, or even discrimination. Just to be free, to be my self. And not having to blame myself for things I didn't do, but the blame others would put onto me.