Written by Emily Harstone | July 21, 2017
His cabin. His heart. She waited.
Trapped in her mind, she wants out.
Locked away in a domestic prison!
Look through my soul I’m crying
Only unclear windows followed her dreams…
even in rain i was sheltered
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His cabin. His heart. She waited.
Trapped in her mind, she wants out.
Locked away in a domestic prison!
Look through my soul I’m crying
Only unclear windows followed her dreams…
even in rain
i was sheltered