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Nov 2020
Lock it, lock it,
Turn the key and click it,
Back and forth, the clock reverse,
Don’t turn your head just leave it,
Don’t open up your heart,
Don’t open up your scars,
Don’t go and open any parts that makes you wanna regret it
Regret what-the sorrows, the pain that left me hollow,
The darkest part of where I was left,
The last place you don’t wanna follow,
The worse part of my head,
The parts you don’t wanna tread,
Tread lightly and just maybe once,
I’ll listen to your demands.
Samora
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Samora  25/F
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