Crumbling walls and newfound freedom
Behind a thick wall of dense smoke you stand, your head hanging to the side, your posture sloughed over with your crooked spine.
It took years for me to realize that I am fine, your looming excistance is no longer a reason for me to dance while forced by fine threads controlling my limbs.
I bled for so long, fighting my constraints but now I'm free, meeting you made me strong my heart beating with the rhythm of a war drum.
Our love broke me free.
It took years for me to realize that I am fine, your looming excistance is no longer a reason for me to dance while forced by fine threads controlling my limbs.
I bled for so long, fighting my constraints but now I'm free, meeting you made me strong my heart beating with the rhythm of a war drum.
Our love broke me free.
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| Auteur: Timeless | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 07 oktober 2020 | ||
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