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I live in a cell
This is my cell
It has no walls or doors
There are no chains to hold me
No locks or keys
Yet I cannot leave
I am bound here
My cell is large enough to contain everything that I am
But could fit in the palm of a hand
My entire life has been spent inside it
I have never seen what could be beyond
Stayed so long I don’t think I could live without it
Not outside this cell of mine
It has shown me how
I feel through these walls that do not exist
Even sadness...
When it filters through the windows like cold rain
My cell shrinks a little
I feel its non-existent walls ache
So easily broken
Stepped on and forgotten
Slow to mend again
People walk past every day, they have no cell
They don’t feel the ache of these walls that don’t exist
When cold rains of sadness trickle through the windows
How could they...
Slowly the rains pass
Light warms the walls of my cell again
Though they don’t really exist
I want to leave these chains that are not real
And step through the door that has never been there
Leave my non-existent cell behind me
But I can’t
The walls give a slow beat
Reminding me that they’re still here
Rains don’t last forever they say
My chains clink softly
Every link forged with my own hands
There not real but still they hold me
My cell without walls
I shall live inside you
Even when the rains come again
I shall love again
From inside my cell that lays in the palm of your hand
Because now
So do I
It has no walls or doors
There are no chains to hold me
No locks or keys
Yet I cannot leave
I am bound here
My cell is large enough to contain everything that I am
But could fit in the palm of a hand
My entire life has been spent inside it
I have never seen what could be beyond
Stayed so long I don’t think I could live without it
Not outside this cell of mine
It has shown me how
I feel through these walls that do not exist
Even sadness...
When it filters through the windows like cold rain
My cell shrinks a little
I feel its non-existent walls ache
So easily broken
Stepped on and forgotten
Slow to mend again
People walk past every day, they have no cell
They don’t feel the ache of these walls that don’t exist
When cold rains of sadness trickle through the windows
How could they...
Slowly the rains pass
Light warms the walls of my cell again
Though they don’t really exist
I want to leave these chains that are not real
And step through the door that has never been there
Leave my non-existent cell behind me
But I can’t
The walls give a slow beat
Reminding me that they’re still here
Rains don’t last forever they say
My chains clink softly
Every link forged with my own hands
There not real but still they hold me
My cell without walls
I shall live inside you
Even when the rains come again
I shall love again
From inside my cell that lays in the palm of your hand
Because now
So do I
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