The gentle sound of rain,
Echoes inside the house of glass.
No other sounds to be heard,
From the girl trapped within.
She watches the world around her,
Through her clear glassy wall.
Laying on her bed she looks so happy,
Yet she still cries quietly inside.
Someday someone will find her,
Look past her glassy layers.
The house is beautiful and clear,
She's fighting the pain she's trapped within.















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Renee`
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People demand the freedom of speech to make up for the freedom of thought which they avoid.
I appreciate that
But very much does this contain excellent symbolism. This is getting fav'd!
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"I call upon the hammer of godly lightning, I summon thee, come, Volt!"
-Sheena Fujibayashi
That looks pretty cool, I must say
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Rawr?
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7/7/06 - the day half my heart died...
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intelligence in humans is merely a compensation for the loss of instinct and habit
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