tainted windows
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Some thoughts parched into the paper.

tainted windows

water drops trickle down the window panes

over the earthen lamps and terrains

dew still lingers on my fingers

faint promises kept in the passed years

Today I still remember

your eyes shone in the dark like embers

every words I stirred like an oatmeal

every lies stood concealed

that day I made a promise

i'll rise through the furnace

til' that day I rise, over the plains and valleys

til' then, i'll stand beside my tainted window

dreaming forever . . .

-rita

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