Hidden

A lightning forged out of a wounded soul–

Forced within a closet of skin, and bones,

Struggles to break free from its fragile case;

And spew the words of anguish, laved with bitter pain.

It screams through gyrating oval windows;

And threatens to shatter the glass lids, and doors–

For it carries untold stories, no book would hide,

Carefully bound, and gagged by the spine.

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