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1d
To the necklace you gave me

You are supposed to be locked up
In the box you came in
In the back of my drawer
But you're not
And you know that
Because you fall perfectly around my neck
Laying softly on my chest
During day and night you're there

And if they look closely
They might see you
But you're hidden
Under t-shirts and sweaters
By my hand if I'm nervous
Because it makes me feel better
Holding you, brings me closer to him
Like I'm holding the last string

They might think I'm stupid for still wearing you
But what you don't see can't hurt you
For everyone that feels guilty for still wearing the necklace you got from them, you're not alone
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The Forbidden Stories  17/F
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