Unleashed
You had no knowledge about my strait of liberty;
when my core was kindling me on the inside.
It tore me apart like a curse.
It goes and comes back like a boomerang.
It torments me into convulse.
My mind doesn’t rest; a fountain of agony.
Hopeless echoes from my scream.
And now I am unleashed from this dry pit,
I cannot stop coming out.
The world must experience the core.
And when I am in I am in.
And as you see me not so I am.
Just a great liberty is unleashed.
Let me stretch my wings; it has been folded for long.
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