FreedomA Poem by Hopefull
This machine trapped beneath me,
Is the potential of my destiny. With its frightening ability of release, It never ceases to please. Be it hot or cold, It always fills the mold. With the twist of a wrist, The mind is filled with bliss. An activity so arduous, Mind locked in total focus. The adrenaline i seek, Aspiring to return on my feet. Cutting through the wind, I cant even begin. A lifeless machine, Makes everything keen. If this thing kills me, Know that i was free. © 2020 HopefullReviews
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5 Reviews Added on March 6, 2020 Last Updated on March 6, 2020 AuthorHopefullAboutI'm sad inside, but I know it's for the best, right? You had to realize where you drew the line I would cross the line a thousand times You've got what I need, bae, I need your spotlight Along the.. more..Writing
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