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Don't.

Don’t knock on my heart today, the shadows have won and I can’t find my way

to unlock the bolt and let you in to see, those vulnerabilities inside of me.

 

Don’t dial my love this year, its meandering, lost; forever, I fear

Wandering loose as it mocks my hurt soul, laughing in jest as it goes for a stroll.

 

Don’t reach for my hand anymore, it remembers the pain of the skin that you tore

Carefully scheming the timing just right; pretending to love as you sliced with the knife

 

Don’t look in the depth of my eyes, I’m far too aggrieved to show what I hide

You smile disavowing that things are all wrong; content to ignore and continue on.

 

Don’t lie in my ears I plead, it’s been too many times and my trust won’t accede.

A prevaricator’s psyche is one to abhor; my worlds upside-down, and the ceilings the floor.

 

Don’t knock on my heart today, the distance of “us” is too far way,

 

Priorities matter, you laid yours in line. “Congratulations” I cry,

you achieve what you work for in time.

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Written by
lori-jean
American
Published
Nov 13, 2010
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copyright LoriJean Vance 09/2010

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