Independently Sane
By PoeticKnight
Are you trapped in mystery’s cage? A trigger of rage A solider of fate A minion of hate Independently sane Like a storm without rain Like a world without change Like infinite strange. So wake your sleeping dreams, Your withering wings And learn how to run From the moon to the sun To the stars above Tempted by love For one moment of flight Faster than night. Written November 9th, 2001 © on Nov 09 2001 01:47 PM PST 10 • 0 • 1
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"Are you trapped in mystery’s cage?..."