Freedom As someone said to so and so’s friend, my blood is flowing round the bend, but missing every pump as such, the heart knows where the future lies. With every tic and spasm born that sends me to this house alone, I’ll feel my way around in the dark and end up on the floor again. Freedom, is an old song, swilling down the slogans, feeding off what no-one’s ever known and I want to know, I want to know, I want to know freedom. As every servant’s set free upon, this world we place importance on. The doubt that casts confusion from a never ending dream. Every thought takes me aside and saves me from my inner life, to be a part of what it’s like, a mere and mortal thing. Written by David
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