My Ride
These obstacles are high
the leaps and bounds exhausting
Yet your challenge is the bit I bite
to tear away your percieved control.
I am the force of will who knows no master.
I am the beast to ravage all oppressors.
My muscles tremble my fervour grows
And my freedom will over throw.
Let loose your reigns and see how high I soar.
Copyright © Tara Jennings | Year Posted 2016
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