art, blogging, life, poetry

Blue Liberty

Keeping around

Just to stand my ground

Isn’t just a strategy

It’s about living in fear

Eyes desperately unclear

To be left of no liberty

Eyes of blue skies

Swarm around me like flies

Buried in misery

There’s only so many times

I’ll let them into my rhymes

Lacking some fluency

So giving a chance

Leaves behind a loud glance

And ends in

discrepancy

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