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broken locks

by Actualityandfalseness

Congrats, your first time being a lock smith and as you are new to the job I shall explain how volatile your position is Because as you pick away at the fractured mechanisms of those who have come before you the worn grove of a few different keys, the click clack of pins cracked by the crushing pressure of their counterweights your working towards a prize, the problem being this prize has been claimed, now don't stress, its been claimed an abandoned like a cute puppy with a bite so steel yourself and keep working because im a lock, and i cant show you how i feel until you open me.. and I cant reveal the contents i withhold until you push the right pins into the right slots... so im sorry if i don't vocalize how i feel because i want you to get through the steel bars blocking your way to the prize, so please keep fighting...dont give up one me yet
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Actualityandfalseness
Published
Mar 29, 2015
Time
2m
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The lock to my heart has warn out a groove, so im sorry if it doesnt turn as sweetly as it once did.

but whats inside, is still yours

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#love#of#declaration#chin-up
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