We're free.
We're free from confined sleeves,
Jackets,
Boots,
We're free.
The birds understand.
They fly again,
Away,
To a different tree,
Free.
Everyone else is hurting;
Not me.
I won't let them hurt me.
I will remain, free.
Valentine's day, the saddest parade,
It will never take me.
No lover can mistake me,
I will remain,
Forever,
Better:
Free.
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