Thursday, November 4, 2010

Running

Running for freedom; should I jog or walk?
Singing for an answer; should I scream or whisper?
Am I an invisible ghost of eternal black light?
Just another shadow running from its demons?
A sweet lemon, the zing of life is only a step away, only a dream away.
Another night gone, Another day started, Another memory, Another moment
Lost in a downfall of spirals, an uphill road for freedom, keep going,
When I reach the top I will find myself, I will find freedom, I will find happiness
I will find the pot of gold

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