Friday, December 4, 2009

Intoxication

The unruly sun would burn
My light starved skin
The free earth would run
A balm
To my numb broken hands
These legs would stretch and run
When I would finally stand
Beyond these gates
Beyond these walls
Beyond these bars
The sweet pleasure of falling on my knees
And embracing my newly found earth
The intoxication of freedom
Oh! The intoxication of freedom!

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