From within these walls,
I see your face.
You look upon with wondering eyes.
Onto the one way glass,
That separates our hearts.
I sit alone and wait,
For freedom to greet me.
My face turns bright when I see your smile.
When you visit my cage.
You cannot see the darkness I’m in.
The glass remains,
An unbreakable wall.
We touch, we feel,
Through the barrier that will forever separate our love.
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Author:
Alfred Lord Tennyson (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 7th, 2019 13:14
- Category: Love
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Comments1
love is a prison. i feel ya. good write.
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