Wrapped up by a golden chain of time
It burns into your skin if you can't break free from it
If I could let out my wings once more
These chains could bring a soothing peace
Yet the gloom of the present day breaks the will
I see no shimmering light before me
Nothing to fly away to, no freedom miles from here
Alas it is out there somewhere
The paradise I dream up every night
A sparkling blue ocean, a gentle breeze
A warm and loving sun, an angel's sweet voice
Someday again I shall find this bliss
As radiant as a beautiful emerald
Almost as if it says "come and get me"
It lays perfectly out of my reach
I sit, hoping and wishing for a miracle
In this content misery I built myself
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Sweet Sweet Sugar, a Love-filled Life
Random writings of a frustrated young girl
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I do signs.
