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A Short Story
                                        Sworn by the free birds

In debt is the image I see
Scrolling threw the wings of lies
Captured within my thoughts
Illusions screaming for a path
Turning and tossing in circles
Vision of a blue vague
Sound of the waves
Swimming threw the deep brown sea
Faces going threw my head
Blocked by the smoke around me
The smell of fear
Laid back in my thoughts
Screws going threw my back
Fusion of the red coated walls surrounds me
Staring at me they may seem
I have no answer to give
Launching away to the road of green
Clapping and singing is who they are
The telephone rang & its time for me to depart
Where the ring might take me
Is the question I don’t want to ask myself?
Time is never passing by
The light will always be by a string
Devoted is my vain of sorrows
Trapped in a chocolate spree
Longs a way my soul
Beats trampling within my heart
Boost of fire against my shoulders
Raining beans threw my evasion
Blinded as it may seem
Exposure is the way of my affection 
Damped around the spot of mud
Washed way with the unspotted tombs
Graves of the unspoken spirits
Marked by unseen strangers
Shuffling threw my cards
Joker is the only one left
Funny it may be
Forever searching no way to go
Sky of the blues
Streaming the sounds of joy
But there no where to be found
The pain feeds my other side
Stuck in a place they call home
The long black haired woman
Calling for Martina
But she never comes back
Shifted to the other side
The long black haired woman calls in the name of free souls.


















 
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