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Lock

Moments are lived with in

Cuffing links 

Are locked within

There’s a gap in there

Its not secure

She’s going to slip away

His past comes to light

Holding her heart tight

Eyes feel with sham and fear

Heart is a game

But its playing in life

Scared to quit

What can be love

From when they first began

Mentally she was second

By the minute and second

She was filled with being first

Never a lost thought

Feeling as a body part

That you cannot be without

Not trusting his stay

This bond is temporary

This lock is rusty

She holds on tight

But at any minute

She knows he will let loose

 

 

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