From the morning sun beaming into through my window.
To the birds singing out their souls
To the seeing my angel laying next to me
To the day beginning and me going to give it the best of me
All I want to be is free
Day and night I plea
For that ray of light coming into my window to take me aways.. Far away
There I can be alone
So I can finish writing this poem
Yes a place far from home
A place I'm not stressed as hell
To be free with the birds the only things that understand me
Or I just envy
That their freedom is plenty
I'm so far gone although I just arrived.
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