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Its Fucking Time
Its time to stand up for myself
I will not be controlled no more
I shall choose my own actions
Its fucking time to stand up on my own
so dont try and stop me
I shall not be brought down,
Nor shall I be controlled.
My prison walls shall fall down
and my chains shall break.
My wings will spread and i shall
fly as high as i want
or
as low as i want.
Im free so dont try and tie me down,
You can follow me but not hold me.
Watch me smile for myself,
WATCH ME BE FUCKING FREE!
I will not be controlled no more
I shall choose my own actions
Its fucking time to stand up on my own
so dont try and stop me
I shall not be brought down,
Nor shall I be controlled.
My prison walls shall fall down
and my chains shall break.
My wings will spread and i shall
fly as high as i want
or
as low as i want.
Im free so dont try and tie me down,
You can follow me but not hold me.
Watch me smile for myself,
WATCH ME BE FUCKING FREE!
Published 12th Apr 2012
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14th Apr 2012 3:42pm
I liked your portrayal of new found freedom. God knows it feels good. I think you maybe finished it a bit too early though. Maybe add another verse or two about the person who had been holding you back vanishing.
5th May 2012 1:56am
30th Nov 2013 4:58pm
I think you really need it.
This power inside you will allow you to achieve it !
Well said !
This power inside you will allow you to achieve it !
Well said !
17th Jul 2014 3:20am
all love fuckers
who do it for free
you love to be free
a fucker
really hard one
you can be
fuck freely
no one is holding thine
the one standing
trying to exit the jeans
into making genes
Part two is temporary till i ease
your erotica is indescribable
it touches all corners
of the skin
without losing an inch
but it's all in your imagination
guys love to physically clinch
inch by inch
still it inches in
who do it for free
you love to be free
a fucker
really hard one
you can be
fuck freely
no one is holding thine
the one standing
trying to exit the jeans
into making genes
Part two is temporary till i ease
your erotica is indescribable
it touches all corners
of the skin
without losing an inch
but it's all in your imagination
guys love to physically clinch
inch by inch
still it inches in
