Once upon a time, I broke a window,
And the sudden breeze gave me the taste of freedom.
If I didn't ignore the life full of rhythm,
I would have conquered all I had yet to know.
I found myself strolling through a meadow,
The joy I felt was not possible to fathom.
As if I were the queen of my own kingdom,
But inside I felt something, something that was hollow.
At instant I knew this wasn't real,
'Cause I had a damage that wouldn't heal.
All the happy and charming lives lit people's eyes
But lives like mine are where the misery lies.
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BROKEN WINDOW
Poetry♢Featured in @wattpadpoetry ♢ The window shattered as it was struck by a heavy metal vase. No more captivity. It's time to get out and raise the voice. The voice of emotion. The voice of pain. The voice of peace. But most of all, the voice of freed...
