Freedom

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  I couldn't breathe, wanna cry,

   wanna shout till my voice comes out...

Wanna set free from the pain of living in it,

   And instead, share it with someone who fits

But can't let it go, waiting for it to die

   and hope to go on with my life...

And the silence -

 it's heavy, pressing  against 

the fragile walls of my soul.

But listen -

somewhere inside, a seed of light grows.

Even broken roots can bloom.

Even shattered voices can rise.

I stumble through shadows,

carrying scars like echoes,

but each step reminds me -

I'm still alive.

The ache is real, but so is the fire.

And I refuse -

I refuse to let despair 

be my only song.

One day, the weight will loosen

its grip.

One day, I'll breathe without

 fear of drowning.

One day my voice will rise 

unshaken --

not in pain, but in power;

not in sorrow, but in truth;

And when that day comes

I will not whisper.

I will roar...

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