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Freed
bound, dominated by you
without my consent
without my trust
without my soul
you stole my self worth
ripped away my spirit
locked me away forever
alone in this tower
your play thing
you took my joy
broke my will
doused my internal light
crushed my hopes and dreams
you broke me
storm rolling in
thunder rumbles
lightning crashes
rain pours
thunder booms
lightnig strikes
direct hit
electified
my binds are fried
crumbled
freed by the storm
revitalized
determined
I am free
slave to you no more
slave to no one
freed
freed in the storm
freed by the storm
freed from bondage
freed from you
freed
you who took
was not given
not your gifts to take
my gifts to give
mine to submit
mine to bestow
freed to start anew
to regain my control
freed to live
to love myself
freed to choose
to find real love
freed to be myself
to fill my soul
freed to feel lust
to enjoy the passion
freed to submit
to him whom I choose
freed to find trust
to forget about you
as I ran I heard you yell
to try to make me stop
thunder grumbled
lighting strikes again
pierced your evil heart
freed again by the storm
never to look back again
your death is my fresh start
the calm before the storm
was a dark and lonely place
where hope for the future died
and I wanted to die as well
but I was freed by the storm
my hope is now replaced
without my consent
without my trust
without my soul
you stole my self worth
ripped away my spirit
locked me away forever
alone in this tower
your play thing
you took my joy
broke my will
doused my internal light
crushed my hopes and dreams
you broke me
storm rolling in
thunder rumbles
lightning crashes
rain pours
thunder booms
lightnig strikes
direct hit
electified
my binds are fried
crumbled
freed by the storm
revitalized
determined
I am free
slave to you no more
slave to no one
freed
freed in the storm
freed by the storm
freed from bondage
freed from you
freed
you who took
was not given
not your gifts to take
my gifts to give
mine to submit
mine to bestow
freed to start anew
to regain my control
freed to live
to love myself
freed to choose
to find real love
freed to be myself
to fill my soul
freed to feel lust
to enjoy the passion
freed to submit
to him whom I choose
freed to find trust
to forget about you
as I ran I heard you yell
to try to make me stop
thunder grumbled
lighting strikes again
pierced your evil heart
freed again by the storm
never to look back again
your death is my fresh start
the calm before the storm
was a dark and lonely place
where hope for the future died
and I wanted to die as well
but I was freed by the storm
my hope is now replaced
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