The moment I came into this hell my freedom was already owned,By a living darkness who's powerful abilities were perfectly honed.I refused to accept this as a way to live,With the constant yearning to be free it started to be aggressive.And with one wave of its powerful hand,I was forced to obey its every command.Then one day with an unexpected dream I came to believe,That my freedom was something I could actually achieve.One day I will leave the others to walk this hell alone,I can finally break free and get lost in the unknown.Forever all will remember my beautiful face,And the darkness will endlessly search for me and never find a trace.I will celebrate my freedom to live a life that is so vast,Without me the living darkness will die fast.And without the darkness the reign of terror will not carry on,This gift of life will spread quickly with the start of the very first dawn.
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Post in Poems — dated 10 January 2013, added to the site 29 July 2013, last edited 10 December 2013
Page — dated 8 June 2013
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Page copy, dated 8 June 2013 — same words, with a blank line between every line
The moment I came into this hell my freedom was already owned,By a living darkness who's powerful abilities were perfectly honed.I refused to accept this as a way to live,With the constant yearning to be free it started to be aggressive.And with one wave of its powerful hand,I was forced to obey its every command.Then one day with an unexpected dream I came to believe,That my freedom was something I could actually achieve.One day I will leave the others to walk this hell alone,I can finally break free and get lost in the unknown.Forever all will remember my beautiful face,And the darkness will endlessly search for me and never find a trace.I will celebrate my freedom to live a life that is so vast,Without me the living darkness will die fast.And without the darkness the reign of terror will not carry on,This gift of life will spread quickly with the start of the very first dawn.
Earlier saved version, 8 June 2013 18:14 — the wording differs
The moment I came into this hell my freedom was already owned,By a living darkness who's powerful abilities were perfectly honed.I refused to accept this as a way to live,With the constant yearning to be free it started to be aggressive.And with one wave of its powerful hand,I was forced to obey its every command.Then one day with an unexpected dream I came to believe,That my freedom was something I could actually achieve.One day I will leave the others to walk this hell alone,I can finally break free and get lost in the unknown.Forever all will remember my beautiful face,And the darkness will endlessly search for me and never find a trace.I will celebrate my freedom to live a life that is so vast,Without me the living darkness will die fast.And without the darkness the reign of terror will not carry on,This gift of life spreads quickly with the start of the very first dawn.
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