My free-domain


Freedom of expression

Ain’t no sin

If it breaks down walls

Let it in

When your heart lies bleeding

Fuck prim

When the crowd stares,


Let them sing

Freedom ain’t no joke

Look around you

Walls made of sugar

They surround you

Hearts broken by a world

That devalues you

Don’t let the fuckers make you anything

Other than you

When your love lies bleeding

Take a lover

When the mass weights heavy

Seek each other

When the wall looms high

Look up and over

When freedom’s out of reach

Whisper louder


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