So Say Who Dont Need To Fake
The freedom is my destiny
The freedom is like the wind in my face
I need, because freedom is love
The water holes, the city gates
The sweetest taste, the broken street
She take me around, playing with my sound
Throw your arms around love and me
The archer without range
The elemental of fire burning you
A hand on my shoulder
Please say who don't need to fake
In this worthless place
The storm is here like her fear
And when she comes around
You know there's aura in the area of taste
But now doomed the room is
Silent the room is
Wasted the room is
Safe the room is
Lonely the room is
Gone the room is
And all your lessons with your enemy
poem by Not A Dream Choice
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