Freedom
No more star-crossed loves,
No more fated deaths.
I will choose the paths above,
And each and every breath.
I will take control of my heart,
Though the world wants me to stop.
You will not control all parts,
Nor shall I be your prop.
Death is no longer my friend,
For I have changed my ways.
Time will be my only end:
I'll live to the last of days.
My life is now to be for me:
From all Night, I'm finally free.
Copyright © Danny Stinson | Year Posted 2012
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