Trapped
Rhyming
I put a hand on the boundary
Looking to the outside world sourly.
I pounded against it many a time
I was a victim of a crime.
How much time passed is unknown
While plants indoors have grown.
I do not deserve to be here
But no one will come near.
Here I stand alone
With no body of my own.
Glass shattered like art
Resembling my own heart.
I wish I could leave
For a life I wish to retrieve.
Vengeance is so much nearer
For he who trapped me in the mirror.
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