Unbinding



Can I lose you?

But I don't have you.

Did I own you?

Or did I leave you?


Can you let go?

When you hold tight?

Can you truly live?

When you're not free?


When are you bound by your own self?

When do you hold your own hands back?

When do you destroy every small piece


Freedom's given by what you let be

Given by tears of what you don't see

It's not given by how far you flee

It's given by how close you stay to thee

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