Be Free
When It all began it was I,
who lent a hand,
you wanted to fall,
I built you up,
you wanted to fly,
well, tough luck,
In between,
you began to change,
your walls grew strong,
you were unafraid,
a passion that far excited mine,
as I began to lag behind,
You strung me along,
but I began to see,
you no longer needed me,
as time moves on
I will fade
but the memories we've shared
they'll give you wings
so you can fly away
and become something
don't weep for me
because it was my pleasure
to sow in every delicate feather
change your life
be a guiding light
lend others a hand
as I gave mine
time is relative,
for friends such as we,
I succeed as you fulfill your destiny,
you will forever be,
a part of me,
so be happy, be healthy,
but most of all,
be free,
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