FreedomA Poem by Breezie Kae
The singer up there said he believed in Jesus,
it's not quite the same, but I do believe in this, these moments are bliss. The singer up there said he believed in someday, he sand a song about life being washed away; I can't stand another day. Because I got love, but I don't got freedom. This is the part where my dreams come crashing down; did you hear the sound of another voice singing "count your blessings," this is the part where my letters, I will send, and I'll miss my friends. You said to me, good luck on my journey, don't cry at the end of another story; your good faith ensures me, that all of my wishes are in good intentions. I'm gonna miss you as I leave this intersection; this choice is your blessing. Because I got love, but I don't got freedom. This is the part where my dreams come crashing down; did you hear the sound of another voice singing "count your blessings," this is the part where my letters, I will send, and I'll miss my friends. Yet everything I want is out of place; this time I'll wait. Yet everything I seek, it makes me feel so weak; no more time to waste. Because I got love, but I don't got freedom. This is the part where my dreams come crashing down; did you hear the sound of another voice singing "count your blessings," this is the part where my letters, I will send, and I'll miss my friends. © 2010 Breezie KaeReviews
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