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Mr. Closed Doors


 

Emotions running wild

So confused with himself

Damn thats not his style

Usually he’ll be really happy

But today he just feels crappy


He decides to let some steam off his chest

Hoping things will get better

But the pain ain't’ gone yet


With everything said

He goes to bed

They still talk and bicker

About all that happened before this past winter


Words and events that was never mentioned

It surely change their perception

Of how they see her


Now he regrets telling

Laying in his bed

He starts to hear yelling


Maybe he should have let it go

If he did or did not

They’ll eventually know


Lies oh lies

You’ve changed their lives

From having to clue

To being so shocked they don’t know what to do


He lays in his bed as hours go by

Replaying the tears coming from their eyes

Why Lies oh lies?

Why did you have change their lives?

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