On other things

Free.

Uninhibited and jolly,
Vulnerable and intense.

Free to feel, free to fall;
Butterflies, in love.

Free to become and unbecome.
To unlearn and learn;

New words and letters,
A new language, a new echo.

Free to let my voice be heard;
When I am subtle and before I scream.

Free to forgive and to let go;
Of even myself when I get heavy.

I want to be free from the chains;
Both handpicked and forced.

Free. Just free.

– Hybrid, theGodfactorr

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  • QueenBeeba

    January 11, 2022 at 10:12 pm

    Awesome poetry

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