You see others walking, talking, and laughing,
wishing to once live carefree.
Freedom fades as the sun every night,
holding onto your only hope left.
Freedom slips away a little at a time.
You try so hard to help,
but its fruitless.
Working your hands to the bone,
back breaking stress lay upon you.
Feelings of escape have vanished,
hopelessness has set in.
Freedom is a thing of the past.
What did you think
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Wow sis this one is just so strong and full of emotion and i think that howard manser is right, you hit the nail on the head!!!! great penning Ciara Ann
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thank you princess... it means alot hearing it from you!!!
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Hit The Nail on The Head!
I think you have captured the moment. The truth sponken here will only be proven and substantiated in the months. The United States, on it present course, it people, and values, may soon be a footnote in someone else's history book. History is written by the victors... "Other than that, Mrs. Lincoln, How was the play?"
Howard
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Poignant & true , the hopelessness
that can set in from stress & depression
Slowly each day , as it takes -
Ones freedom away ..
Best wishes ! Friend Easy
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Interesting.
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What makes it soo intresting???
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Great job on this one. The fleeting freedom we will soon all miss. Great insite!
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Thank you!!!
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wow awesome write. Very deep thoughts here, I liked this a lot
Blessings,
~Michaela~
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nicely done. one can feel the angst in this and imagine the writer laying in bed and staring at the ceiling and ponderingthese very thoughts.
peace
Terry
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