Smudged windows
The prints of fingers and a nose
A girl looking through
The room of glass
Perfection mounted on the mantel
A place for every object
Order, cleanliness, and obedience in
The room of glass
Soundproof walls
Absorb the frustrated cries
Of a rebellious teen torn by
The room of glass
Hot angry tears wash
The telltale prints of defiance
The girl remains lost in
The room of glass
The doors slam with a bang
She looks around to find
The hairline crack in the walls of
The room of glass
Another slam shatters
The restless tranquility of
The room of glass
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Monday, August 6, 2007
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