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Wednesday, May 28, 2014

My Poems

Too Late

What once was silver and gold
Is now just plain old rust

I look to the sky
But all I see are clouds all grey and heavy 
Ready to burst 

I look at the papers I once kept
But now they are nothing but scraps and dust

I look to you and see you are no longer 
Who you once were

I realize now that I was too late
I’m too late 
Just too late!


Freedom is flying
And daring to fall.

Freedom is being able to go
Wherever you may want

Freedom is souring
Being able to search

Being able to run and jump
And being able to look, soar and search

Freedom is being able to be who you are 
And allows you to follow your true deep down dreams 
That are in your heart

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