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The Blue Door
The Blue Door
I stand before you and pause,
A secret bow to that moment of fear.
Oh lover mine I remember you were hard
Now you surrender so easily.
Oh lover mine I remember you and your friends
How you betrayed me shamelessly,
Books knocked to floor
Shoulder smashed blue like my blue door,
Echoed down the hallways laughter.
Crashing into lockers laughter.
Laughter mixing with the song of happy voices
In classes filled with strangers
While I stood alone comforted by dry and bitter tears.
But here today Blue Door
With the slightest pull you open to invite me in.
All is forgiven?
No lover mine I am not yours
I am a stranger still before your Blue Door.
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