Freedom
Freedom from Stress
Freedom from your drama
freedom from you whining
Never knew how sweet freedom
from you would be
Freedom from the nightmares
freedom from all the bad feelings
freedom from the blame
freedom from the hurt
Sweet is the air i breath
in my freedom
As I look across at the bridge
that leads to you
I strike the match and toss it
and turn and walk away
and never look back
I take a deep breath and
whats that I smell?
Sweet sweet freedom
Freedom from you






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