Freedom?

You got my soul

Grasped by those eyes of yours

Hold it like the sky holds the cloud

Squeeze it like the cloud squirts the rain

It ain’t water but rain of blood

Each drop hits the land in pain

I envy the birds that soar

Chirp me their mocking roars

If I have wings

Why am I always walking?

Forgive me for I have sinned

Please mercy my wrong doing

I could hardly ever grin

If it’s my wings that you’re holding

O’ Lord, I have no choice

But to slay those very eyes of hers

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