Freethinker
She's not a freethinker do not know an illusion
Of dreams nothing to bear
Hid herself from the image of Narcissus will
And bears thine name
Those shoddy look wasn't happy and yet unfair
For let me pour a thing and heaves those groan of despair
A trilogy of unwanted character plays no fear
Acceptance, revenge, delude she made clear
For Hera's word exhorting her to fight
So the muse of epic poetry-they call her Calliope at night
She herself couldn't surrender the concession of LOVE
For thous't vowel the O and E,
Consonants of L and V triggers her to feel
The abstract of battle
Maybe she's a freethinker.
Over the rough road of ignorance
Decried the message of thou commit ones
Oh! her hope in life exceeds for the existence of long time ago
Of by the genus fressia
Of by the dogma of living
Now she stood up and speak with freelance in the tongues of men
And march by the beat of upliftment
A freethinker now she knows and never dream again.
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