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Convicted

Cold is the air that cloaked my sanity,
In this nest for fools no need for vanity,
In these chains of agony I am latched,
The only ornament I can touch.

I stood distressed upon these walls,
My miserable life need not recall,
From this tiny window I am put to hold,
Only to gaze while my life unfolds.

Dark was thy heart that brought me here,
Nonetheless, I am left to despair,
Long lost the hope for freedom,
The sight from my window has been my kingdom.

Was it fate that turned the tides?
From my relentless stupor I have rise,
Such beauty from this window I see,
Has pulled me back up to my knee,

Wondering if I to benefit from chance,
Will you oblige if I ask you in a dance?
What a folly for this question to arise
From a stranger in a prisoner's hide, .

I stood hopelessly on this stand,
Asking for a lady's hand,
From afar in this window I am your slave,
I shall bring this feeling to my grave,

Each day is a breath of a sigh,
As I get closer to my time,
Those rebellious days I regret,
In this window I am suppressed.

Silent are the sobs within my keep,
For a lady that'll never saw me weep,
Pain far worse than a torturer's whip,
This love in my heart that awoken from sleep.

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