Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Sonnet 5

My essence is that of a child,
If given, I would take drastic measures,
I wish to set myself free like the wind,
And live ever,
Untamed,
Like a tiger,
With fame,
Known as a fighting survivor,
Unmoved, by no movement made by man,
Living just for myself,
Instead of being damned,
And no need for another’s help,
Because I would be free,
Set free being me.

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