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Nov 2011
It sits on the counter
Looking at me with a seductive grin
Dying to tell me the stories it holds

The romance that it was in the middle of
The secrets it held
And the lies it told

All for love
It sits here on my counter
With its dust wiped off

I don’t know what to do with it
It wont open any doors for me
As it did for those once young lovers

The young lovers
Torn apart from a nasty war
The only thing keeping their romance

Was this old skeleton key
To their secret hide away
Where they both lost themselves and became one

Years later I end up with this old key
That holds its secrets so tight
And wont unlock anything for me

It mocks my wondering curiosity
And laughs at my attempts to unlock
The secrets it holds

It sits on a string now
I wear it close to my heart
As the young girl once did

The key to the only thing
That made her life worth living
Until the deadly day they were separated forever

I feel their love
I feel the pain
I feel it all through this old metal key
Alyssa
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Alyssa
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