freeeA Poem by brianna vega
i tasted freedom with the first gasp of sunlight
i had had enough when i walked out that door he gave me the strength to leave it all behind he is my food and shelter as long as he is in my lungs i will live in freedom i am his princess and nothing less no one can tell me diffrent if i dont wish it i am his daughter the king of all kings and as he guides me into freedom i will taste the sunlight a communion of his love as i gasp in the yellow light tears hitting the ground like bombs hair blowing in the wind each one named © 2011 brianna vega |
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Added on February 14, 2011 Last Updated on February 14, 2011 Authorbrianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAbouti need a moment with the moon no distractions or uneven tunes just silence and the silver light spilling open my moods i need a minute with the night soft caresses of cold wind in the air envelo.. more..Writing
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