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[aid] => mick
[title] => So free.....
[time] => 2003-10-10 19:02:29
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[bodytext] => She was standing there on the edge of the rock and was looking down the wind was playing with her hair and the sun lighten her face for the last time She was standing there so free, for the last time so free She was standing there like my shadow she saw the wide world and spread her hands as the wings for the last flight so free.., so very free...... And she was happy I was standing by and I asked: "Aren´t you afraid don´t you feel fear? The rock is so high, my girl?" She rejoined: "I have my wings, I am gonna fly I am so free, I do not owe to anyone" "And don´t you owe something to yourself ,girl? Are you sure you will be free in the grave?" And she, again calmly replied: "there will be my flash the soul gets its freedom" Suddenly the earth quivered and she fell down throughout the silent world sounded her scream.... She caught the overhang was hanging there so free, so free and still she was tied with the chains of fear Was it her inside fear? Or direction from heaven? Was it the wind blowing stronger? The tone of her voice has changed and she implored so full of fear "Please save me, please help!!! To kill myself was a stupid mistake" Freedom without chains chains without freedom one will never be free Going for her messengers of death tearing her off from the rocks She is holding the rock tight she shouts and sees ... black space, emptiness, nothingness and chains there is no freedom for her she is not free never more free..... Her wings are broken and flash without life I saw her and could not help I woke up, sweat full of fear was she my shadow was I just her???? I am pondering on, musing upon was that just warning? prediction? Or just my own dream created of my daily thoughts? I am pondering on, musing upon and again asking myself: Do I ever more want to be free ??? Freedom without chains chains without freedom Freedom with chains is better than the last yell when you are falling down when your heart is clutched when you are not and never will be FREE Just chose yourself: nothingness or freedom with chains? [comments] => 6 [counter] => 230 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Aika [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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