Caged In Defeat- Unhinged Poem

The door was locked and the room was empty,

the woman says she has made her own hair,

fill the space with what is lost,

whisper in silence for you to see,

because you know that it is blind,

can I think the same,

do you want me to see,

when you are already unable to,

tomorrow is a perfect day,

for I saw it turn into today,

a window before,

a door soon,

we call the errors of our way,

while mistaking our time for relevant..

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