"Rising Up"
The ice and fire
Burn equally hot;
Wasted passion;
Wasted on you;
On a heart that
Has ice
But no fire.

I'm rising up,
Back on the streets;
Where all kinds
Of people
Glance sideways
At me;
Just like they used to.

Breathe in
From the outside;
Wash away
The disuse;
I'll never understand
How I misunderstood you
So badly.

I'm rising up,
Out of this place;
The sound of
My sneakers
On the street
Is encouraging.
I'll keep on walking.

Every step is
A step away
From you.
And I crave the next.
Bet you never
Thought I could
Live without you.

I'm rising up,
Straight to the clouds.
This love,
A love so pure;
I'll never forget.
But I still hoped
For freedom.

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