Mental chains are a part of me
Tying me to something not there
Unlock me? Is it possible?
Go on, try if you dare
Times are changing
Time to move on call
How can I do that?
Each time I try, I fall
Is it time to try?
Is it time to cry?
Is it time to win?
Is it time to begin?
Begin to trust again
Put all the fears behind
I must free myself
Cos for me, love I have to find
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Part four of a progression of six written between 2:52am and 3:59am on 26th February 2001.
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Yes, I do like this one. Your writing was at a progressive stage, all those years ago. You had not written your best, but you were making your way there. A poetic journey is a treacherous one, not to be taken lightly. But you have traveled, and gotten yourself a name in this world of poetry, in the eyes of myself and your many readers. I applaud you, not just for this poem, but for your courage in baring your soul through poetry.
Blessings,
Kain -
This is a wonderful poem hunny. Truly beautiful
~~Jessica Erin
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excellent
I've been there, and you decribe it perfectly. -
great write really enjoyed it



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