Which was once my home, feels like a prison now what seems like hours, ends up being only seconds.
A place where there is every type of lock, But not a single key. Like a tamed bird, I looked outside of the window. I feel the warmth of the sun flare, Eyes glossing over with tears. Wearing away shattered tears piece by piece knowing, every time sunshine through I feel at peace.
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