Window Boxes

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2001 and earlier

Planted here

Inside your room

Watch me grow, change, become new.

Soaked in the ashes,

Of all your dreams

Silent. I sit.

Listen to your screams.



Flowers for spring,

Buds brand new

Still in your window,

Watching you stew.

Imagine a place,

Some cannot dwell.

I'll call it Heaven,

Convince you its Hell.



All of your days go wrong,

You seem to think

Alone you'll crumble,

Tired and weak.

Need a place,

Somewhere warm and new.

In a window,

Far from you.



12:55 pm 9-19-01

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