The Taste of Freedom
Some things feel like freedom
but it isn't.
A kiss can hold you still
like a shake in your breath.
It can rattle your heart
and break your chest.
dreams can come true
and dreams can shatter
and love becomes the thing that matters
so what does it mean to be free?
if all we do is give it up so willingly
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