Unleash the chains <br />The afterthougts of severe lovers <br />Are wakefull dreams <br />Which have no conscience remains <br />Freedom to be <br />Whoever I were <br />Before you unmade me see <br />That a man who breathes with a soul so breathless has no claim to free <br />That being; what truely is to be <br />Waking in middle day <br />Planning excursions <br />Finally eyes focus north by northwest, hence which away <br />Strife <br />Ah! but a second wife <br />To perry <br />for the first was heavy <br />Incisive indecision <br />Untouchable cuts employing its knife <br />The scars, fruits of wisdom <br />A souls guide, godspeed for afterlife<br /><br />thaddeus dugan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-chains-2/
