Original Poetry Fan Fiction ❯ Dark Poetry ❯ The Price of Freedom ( Chapter 2 )

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The Price of Freedom

-Stephanie Shane 5-1-06

As I sit here,

I realize life is but a flame.

It burns with such a passion,

then it's gone…just gone.

And that is the price of freedom.

I realize I'm at death's door,

and he could answer at any moment.

without so much as a “I'm coming.”

Nothing….just nothing.

So is the price of freedom.

One finds that never again,

will I relive this moment.

Never again will I feel this terrific pain.

Never again…..never again.

That is freedom's price.

One shot, one heart, one hole,

one hit, one gun.

As I fall amongst my friends;

I realize……I realize,

The price of freedom