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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.

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  1. Date: 4/17/2012 5:52:00 PM

    Part of each person's path must be the taking control, as you stated. Do not be propped up by anyone, be free. Great poem.

  1. Date: 3/27/2012 8:11:00 PM

    Positive thoughts penned Danny enjoyed your poetry tonight hugs vie