Refugee
byGina Dawsom

Being the young one
I wanted to be taken
By the colors and the lights
I swore I saw in the sky
I wanted to stow away
aboard a ship of heavy metal
locked deep inside
Just like some refugee
Escaping to be free.

Waiting for my heart
to open up to a new rhythm
Give me the delicious liquids sleep
Let the light years begin their count
I'm gone
I'm out of here.
Just like some refugee
At warp speed thru the galaxy.

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