I said no,
I turned away,
I closed the door,
Left the key behind.
I was tired,
I was selfish,
I needed my space,
Stopped by a locked door.
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A cup of coffee,
Another page written,
A dab of hair gel,
Another day molded,
A stab in the dark,
Another chance wounded.
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It isn't one, it isn't two, it isn't me, it isn't you.
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