Window
I have a window
Look through and you see
A wasteland left for you & me
Touch my window
You’ll get a chill
As cold as steel
Break my window
How do you feel inside
Frightened
For you can no longer hide
From the world
The world that’s outside…
Copyright © Jim Campbell | Year Posted 2007
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