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My secret window

Freedom comes for a cost, some of you may understand what I mean ...

In my teenage room
I had this secret window
Through this tiny hole
My dreams would come and go.

I used to spend my time
Staring and reading sky
Flying and singing rhyme
One day you came by.

I was stunned by colors
Your beauty and your grace
We spent some happy hours
And the bonding grew in days.

I brought your favorite chocolates
You brought my favorite flowers
Even after these days of hate
I have them in my drawers.

When it was dark and rainy
You took shelter by the window
When outside was soothing shiny
You brought me the pleasant glow.

Even in happy days
Our touches lacked the feel
I could never let you in
Restricted by window grill.

The inhibition made me angry
Pushing down and sad
You were precious to me
Something I never had.

Singing songs and chirping
You came flying to my place
I shut off our window
Stopping my favorite rays.

Running, panting, hoping
With a fear in my mind
The step that I was taking
Should not leave you way behind.

The window was not all
I was aching from my core
I closed that secret window
Stepped towards the door.

Stood in the open doorway
I was happy and feeling free
I searched you up the window
In the sky and in every tree.

Kneeling down and feeling
A burning that will never go
You were a bird of high skies
You left for another window.

Shattering came my world
Now sleepless with dreams no more
Sorry I closed our window
I just wanted you through the door …

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