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Some roses

In the window

Behind the curtain

I stare at them

Try to feel alive

Wishing for energy

Outside the trees sway

Tenderly in the wind

The wind I need to sail

To finish what I started

This room is my chain

Which is unbroken

Not a crack to be seen

Thoughts of betrayal

Or perhaps love

They coexist

In my mind

Over time

I fix my eyes

Again at the trees

So near

But these chains

I stare at the roses

The stalks

The flowers

And

The thorns

So sharp

And strong

More powerful than

The autumn wind

These awful chains

The roses do give

Life and energy

Strength and power

They crack the chains

A hole to escape through

Through the window

By the roses