sometimes i just want to fly away
someday i know for sure i would
just some things lie in mie path scattered
and 'ey mock me unperturbed as if i could...
an air of attachments
a cloudful of desires
memories like pebbles
wishes and 'eir shares
it wouldn't have helped either
had i been gifted with wings
a shackle of commitments binds mie claws
makes me a mortal with earthly things
love dwells in a forbidden lair
affection wears a burnt meadow
care calls for a barter of choice
life amidst mockery cold as snow
sometimes i just want to run away
someday i know for sure i would
just quite a few hurdles need to be crossed
and 'ey tease me unshaken as if i could...
it wouldn't have helped 'em all
had 'ey clipped mie wings
i'll rise like war-horse cry
denying whatever owns me
denying mie own belongings
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