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No light but the moon. No scene but the unforgiving waves, vast and melancholy. Here I pace. A small room built for torment my punishment persist As resilient as I am, I admit my mind is about to give. These four wall haunt me. Small and lonely. My cell faces the sea Dull light chases away darkness, as the outer world calls awarness This one glimpse I have, this small gift for it I am grateful my fragile window.
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Feb 27, 2018
Feb 27, 2018 at 9:54 AM UTC
Windowed cell
No light but the moon. No scene but the unforgiving waves, vast and melancholy. Here I pace. A small room built for torment my punishment persist As resilient as I am, I admit my mind is about to give. These four wall haunt me. Small and lonely. My cell faces the sea Dull light chases away darkness, as the outer world calls awarness This one glimpse I have, this small gift for it I am grateful my fragile window.
It started out as a short story. I adapted it to a poem
#cell#prison#alone#window#sad#isolation#painful
Lahkeesha
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Lahkeesha
36/F/Wisconsin
Feb 27, 2018
Feb 27, 2018 at 9:54 AM UTC
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