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Author: psychotically obsessed
Fiction Rated: K - English - General - Reviews: 2 - Published: 04-13-05 - Updated: 04-13-05 - id:1884847
Glass Window

Looking through my hazel coloured window

I see the world with wonder, love, surprise, hate

But I only see what the window shows me,

What my window sees.

And I watch it silently,

Unable to move, unable to speak the words that fight inside my mind,

That’s what made me realize the hazel window is my prison.

My invisible prison,

Which hides me from the world, yet shows it to me freely

Nothing can save me I realize,

I’m trapped inside myself

Only able to see through my hazel coloured window.

Yet you saw me

And loved me.

Now my prison’s shattered like broken glass, my window

And now everyone can see me

I’m no longer trapped

I’m free.



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