Freedom
destroy the body, free the mind.
everything gets left behind.
although I don't have much to leave,
it's not as beautiful as it seems.
I can feel it approaching.
but im not scared.
the freedom is filling, the sickness unshared.
Copyright © Jason Paxson | Year Posted 2011
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