Have you forgotten the reason you chose to carry on this way?
Was the wind carrying a hidden message...
that fainted and collapsed beneath your melancholy window pane?
Did it slip your mind that someone placed their trust and faith in you;
knowing that without a doubt, your truth was the only hope they could
ever hope to have of healing...
from the thorns of shame you egregiously secreted into their veins?
Purify this wicked, crimson stain, it no longer serves its owner's purpose...
Securely close and lock the window before you open the contemptuous
dungeon door
At last a new, gentle breeze is delivering a message of hope,
for the both of us, that no one has ever felt before
About the Creator
The Fashion Design Academy Company
See it...hear it...feel the breath of life
From its silence softly whispers
See me in your dreams and secret visions endlessly through the night
In quiet desperation I await your gentle embrace wishing and hoping you can unlock me...
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