Freedom’s Perfect Magic
I was locked away for more than a thousand yeas,
So many chains held me down,
Below the eyes of others I become saddened,
Until some pretty girl told me I was amazing,
And the chains broke away like frozen ice,
I now show my tricks and talents I learned as I was locked away,
Paintings of fear and poems of heart,
Stories of pain and songs of uncanny reality,
So my talents and tricks soar to the heavens,
I still remember that girl that got me started,
And now I return for my final act,
To make her shine and to tell her please don’t leave,
An art can only live with a subject that is as unique as you,
The perfect magic touch inspires the perfect freedom’s magic.