You stay behind a closed door, penetrable by no one,
bruising anyone who dares come close.
Beneath it is a drawer at the back end.
That drawer is the one that you too never open,
like a haunted house in the middle of nowhere.
Behind the closed door lie manipulations and embezzlements
and vulnerabilities and deceptions.
On the drawer, dust has accumulated, and inside of it,
reside your deepest traumas and remorses.
They are taints on your soul, like hiccups during a song,
but only for one sleepless night, before getting tucked
away in the drawer, never to be visited again.
With long years of the door being shut, you've lost the
key to opening it yourself.
The drawer will turn larger in size as time passes by, and
the door will remain shut, forever.
So good😍
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