Window Pain

See right through the pane

She’s there but she’s not in

She broke, and forgotten

See right through the pain

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Beauty through the pane

The scene and not the glass

She’s seen but never asked

‘Bout beauty in her pain

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Cracks etched in the pane

From weathering the storm

Whether she was born

For cracks etched in her pain

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See right through the pane

She’s noticed by no one

She’s broken and she’s done

See right through the pain

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See right through the pane

In numbness and insane 

She’s bruised and he’s to blame

I am blinded by the pain