| Today I wrapped you up And lay you to rest, In a box. I sealed you in and shelved you very well. Yet,the mystery of our death Lingers in my head. Perhaps,I dreamed us in your bed? I saw the enemy in your mind, |
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| I felt the wall you hid behind I sensed the fear beneath the anger, And dispelled the signs of danger. As our rocky road I tried to ride I see you saw, I showed Not love,but lack of pride. Perhaps tomorrow I'll regain, A strength of spirit, Not shattered by disdain But,for today I wrapped my heart and lay it to rest. In a box. I sealed it in and shelved it very well. |
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