I hear him coming...
His singing makes me cry...
I have to fly!
The key is turning in the door...
It opens, sunlight teasing me to run...
The wind caresses my face!
I see the sky!
He steps inside, looking around for me.
Closing the door to the outside world.
He smiles, holding a gift for me...
He sits on the dirty bed
Stroking my hair, whispering sweet words...
The sun lifts my arms!
He lays me down beside him...
He touches me and I scream inside!
I begin to fly!
I have been torn away from myself...
I am lost in his dark “wantings” of me...
Fly...fly...I am free!
No pain...no hurt...just flying far, far away!
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