your humanity,
your life,
your soul;
what cost this freedom?
broken bodies,
broken promises,
broken lives,
broken dreams,
what price to be paid,
what cost this freedom?
life is about moments,
moments of laughter,
moments of joy,
moments of sorrow,
moments of suffering,
every minute a struggle,
every second, another
missed opportunity;
in the end they fade;
what cost this freedom?
I wish I could
have been better,
a better father,
a better husband,
a better brother,
a better son,
a better friend;
that somehow,
I could have been
more than what
I was;
for now we say goodbye,
yet still it does not end,
this too is just another moment,
fading into the evening sun.
what cost this freedom?
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