a prison made of glass
filled with memories of past
it stays in your heart but it doesn't last
or so i think
swimming inside aquarium
filled with tragic hums
echoing the tugged strings of my heart
and so i hurt
until the day comes when
i lose all the oxygen
then i float to the top
filling in the memories of goldfish, the in between and the gap
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