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This Frosted Glass

it’s the never ending battle
to break into that head of yours
if i’m all locked up with regret
then maybe you’re the only cure

the missing key that fits the lock
slightly open window shades
i’ve been shut out and can’t see in
and it’s been like this for days

i slammed my fists against the screen
that separates my world from you
the frosted glass nearly shattered
but no amount of force will really do

i’ve knocked a few times
and i know you’re still in there
i see you pacing back and forth
running your hands in your hair

i can see the shadows of your life
through all this frosted glass screening
of times we might’ve laughed together
but that time has lost its meaning

it seems the glass protects your sadness
i can about see all, yet things remain unseen
i see you, but not the features of your face
so i can’t see what all the pacing means

are you locked up in there?
or is it me that is locked out?
i'm done fighting to breach the glass
because, to you, i'm not that devout

i’m not some shining savior though
i'm someone who rarely gives a fuck
so if this coffin is of your choosing
then i’ll gladly help you nail it shut
Written by LivDiane
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