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Freedom


Why does it take so much?
I’m only wanting to feel happiness
Dreaming of having it in my clutch
But all I’ve got is emptiness

The night sky looks so glim
Stars shining at every corner
Knowing my chances are pretty grim
I’ll go stand over by the border

Fallen from my perch
Of my broken and eroding kingdom
At least now I’ve got the urge
To taste my freedom

Just like a jet soaring the sky
Or like the open water for a fish
I’ve always said I’ve wanted to fly
And now I have my wish

My love for you is strong in every way
While writing this I’ve begun to cry
‘Cause the only thing I feel I can say
Is goodbye

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