My windows are shattered
Like the mirros that look back at me
I stay in my corner
Wishing to be free
I dream of a field
Color with emerald green
A man, my prince, stands with me
His face is dark and can't be seen
My body grows cold
Like human souls
My heart starts to scream
Raging pain flows through me
I deam of walking down the hall
A hall connected to another hall
The building I'm trapped in is like a maze
But yet I am not faze.
I see him there in the end
Slowly vanishing as I run to him
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... I Travel for a cause, but I lost that cause when I saw the world...
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