pages in her world

the lady's emancipation

through the sturdy grills, past reflective panes, the sun rays were glaring.
she sat facing the wall lamenting. her hatred building.
the sun was setting.

near the metal grills, close by the mirroring panes, the autumn leaves were falling.
she sat on the bed staring. her denial looming.
the evening set in.

at the cold hard grills, beside the fogging panes, the snow was falling.
she was on the desk writing. her sentiments pouring.
the candle flickering.

holding the silver grills, beyond the clear bright panes, the flowers were blooming.
she couldn't help regretting. her tears falling.
the frost departing.

beyond the rusted grills, the slightly clouded panes, the sun was shining.
she was finally smiling. her heart stopped reminiscing.
time to go home.
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