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Choosing Freedom Over You


Regrets
Keeping my cheeks wet
Lost another bet
Choosing freedom over you 

They say
The Devil doesn't play
When the clouds are turning gray
He always gets his due

Someday 
When lovin comes my way 
I'll have the sense to stay
Put away my rambling shoes

Until
I finally get my fill
Of stumbling stupid up a hill
I'll build a bunker out of blue

Regrets
Paying off my debts
Trying to forget
Choosing freedom over you 

by Richard W. Bray

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