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by BrokenSoul   May 25, 2006


In this place I feel free..
I feel free like the eagle,
Soaring so gracefully..
Above the clouds..
He's one with the wind,
Moving swiftly up..
And falling ever so lightly back down..
To perch on an old oak tree,
His only home..

I feel free like the wild stallion..
Beautifull and strong,
He slowly comes from a gallop to a canter..
Racing the wind..
He reers on his hind legs..
with pride in his heart,
He's saying..
"This is my home, Forever more"..

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  • 17 years ago

    by Purple

    I agree with love my friends, it does paint a very serene image. It's very sweet, and it just 'flows' together, everything seems to fit.

    ~Purple~

  • 17 years ago

    by {get*lost}

    This was good, it painted an image while i read the poem. it was a pretty nice image too =D

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