Wings of freedom
Are attached to the
One thing of your
Individual passion
From love to anger
And every other emotion
Inbetween
The freedom of choice
You wanna be a martyr
You'll die for that
It's your Last Supper
Before your last breath
You're willing to give.
Passion like art
Paint on canvas
Words on paper
Ink on skin
You're affected by
Outside influences.
Wings of freedom
Intense
Power
To drive your enthusiasm
Pass the point of
Excitement
To send you into
Another dimension
High above the clouds
In the safe corners
Of your
Imagination
Freedom in your fondness!
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