Freedom In Mind
Hope is when the wind blows against your skin,
As you break down walls to a freedom never known,
That moment when your back is up against the wall,
bad choices gone good, u are quite miss understood.
But yet u Think!
To make your mind a better place, times are bad; make no mistakes.
Yet u think!
Of a world at peace, and love to reach its peek;
as you take your last breath u realized their's nothing left,
so you rest and you dream in a way that"s never been seen.
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