I am in a fortress covered with vines the windows are free to see the sunshine the door is within my reach but i dont want to open it the outside is cold but inside the chambers is warm why try to escape into the unknown my soul wants but the heart is sore from wretched love and welcomed misery trapped in my ribs with a broken key from a shattered lock now its lost in the past i present a gift of my future yet must it be unwrapped? Or pass it onto the next victim?
Hidden Fears of Light
06 Tuesday Nov 2012
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