Breaking FreeA Poem by ZephyrLet go of the past...A shell surrounds
me And I so want to
be free.
I am its creator Which hurts me
like the refuse from a reactor.
The shell is
strong Making my efforts wrong.
Now I have an opportunity To be the one I want to be in reality.
And I will be the one Spreading warmth like the sun. © 2017 ZephyrAuthor's Note
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