My Key

October 21, 2018

You're like my key

There is a casket inside my heart

Sometimes it turns dark

But there you go again leaving a mark

You open me up unleashing the light inside

Exposing the happier more brighter side

People stay losing their keys

But I've got my grip on you

I'm never letting you go

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