REBEL
mother
harken my childhood cry
a velvet breath of life
these serene flowers
and a taste of heaven's wine
mother
let me fly high
let me touch the depths
let me yell
i am a rebel
mother
give me wings
give me wits
make me your soul
take my whole
mother
show me freedom
take me with you
or leave me with the wind
i want to rise
i want to fly
1 comment:
picture went well with it
i wanna fly too, but who should we ask for the right to?
blah
it was floaty, simple yet got your points across
nice.
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