The Lock
I gave you the key
To my heart
And in you crept
To tear it apart
Told me you loved me
And walked out of my life
But now you're back
With your key and a smirk
I laugh at your stupidity
To think that I'd be that naive
I smile at you
Deny you what you sought
Because when you left
I learned alot
While you were gone
I changed the lock
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