Forever chained in the silence
of shadows
Inside her room with no windows
Where time thaws to decadence
In her lonely and dreary vower.
Her eyes are lifeless and laid afar
Evanescene in shadows,
Memories in void ajarr.
Strange is the world when late,
Sanity en-capsulate in realm bizarre.
She is longing for a touch
A warm liberating embrace,
When her heart is screaming out
their names.
©winter
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