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By Farrah Submitted by twisted_lie Date: 2017 Nov 13 Comment on this Work [[2017.11.13.07.05.18897]] |
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Gates with locks and locks unlocked, A chain of keys; that open and close doors whenever they are knocked. The person holding the chains, twisting those keys remain the same. He comes as love but he's the devil in this game. ups and downs and downs and lows, left or right or right or wrong, On that ride there's nowhere to go, you were doomed from the get go. What goes around, comes around, and in that circle a love lost, is now found. Reality here is a nightmare. Where hopes have no foundation, no solid ground. |