Talks of Being FreeA Poem by Mercedes DiamondSometimes when you're free, you miss captivity. You miss the love, the push, the shove. You wish that you were'nt free.
You wish back all your memories. You miss the wind, you miss the trees. You miss the talks of being free. You wish back the captivity.
You wished you'd stayed for her sweet heart. You wish the scary thoughts would part. You wish your pawm was back at start. You miss the love of precious hearts.
Being free within captivity, is all your little heart will be. Captured in an aweful dream. Wishing back that you were free. © 2012 Mercedes DiamondAuthor's Note
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