I tasted freedom,
A tempting trap
But being a prisoner of my own heart
I locked myself back up and threw away the key
- Author: Saxon Crow ( Offline)
- Published: June 25th, 2021 00:10
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments6
Your heart is your being and must always be your own freedom no matter what tempts you in life.
Andy
Possibly 😉
Now how you gonna get out?
Call to me through your prison cell - yell out 'Coeee, Orchi!' and I will help ya find the key. Where did ya throw it?
(Do shut up now Orchi. lol).
At least you're not singing like a canary
At least you're guaranteed three square meals a day that way.
And a harmonica
Too much freedom (depending on what is out here) is not freedom at all - it is confusion. More fun to push against limits. Makes for creativity.
an intriguing little nugget, Sax.
True freedom is in the depths of your heart. ; )
Guilty, your honor
We are truly prisoners of our heart
No BS
loved it
Thank you. Gladyou enjoyed it
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