Freed

Freed

Freed from your shackles,

Freed from the bind.

Freed from the limits

Of a human mind.

Freed from the problems,

The worries of life.

Freed from the anger,

From the lust and strife.

Freed from the stress,

The constant duress.

Freed from the tears

That drowned us out.

Oh finally, finally,

Freed from Life.

This poem is about: 
Me

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