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Apr 2016
I lock the door when you are watching
Eyes aligned with each twist and turn
Alive with gleam, thoughts of trespassing narrow the way
That somehow, you could decode the complex combination I’ve set

Beyond the facade, the door is glaringly unlocked
I stand perhaps unwelcoming
Waiting for deception to summon the disheartening truth
That somehow, all you had to do was knock gently on my walls

And I would’ve gladly let you in.
Written by
rebecca sawyer  manila
(manila)   
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