Freedom in Despair

Freedom in Despair

Being set free and feel
the touch of a stranger
to see their true colors
and how they loved me so

Showing their passion
buried beneath a diary
a single rose to give
and now i should understand

This is not freedom
a single touch of the war
and painted dead black
with it's melacholy way

Passionate with no passion
free with no freedom
twisted with black and red

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poem by Devon Maxwell
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