Set Free


The stars up in the sky are beaming down,

bringing light to the earth


All of them combined couldn't amount to your worth,

you see the angels shinedown and kiss you,

crying rain because they miss you 


We wonder why they hang so high up in the sky

with little to no reason why


As we hold hands 

we sit back and wonder why


The stars twinkle, 

as our world goes by,

but I see that twinkle in your eye


When you stop and look at me,

like a prisoner kept captive,

I've been set free. 


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