I Am Handing Back the Key To Him
(02/09/2011)
I was blue in color and wet the
whole part
He peeked in to my opened drawer
He spotted my infected heart
It was shrunk into smaller
Next to it, he found a box full of
tears
In the other corner, he found you
feeding my fears
He then shooed you to leave my
feelings
Started to wipe, dry and clean the
inside
Gave the key back while teasing me
and winking
He has saved my pride
My feelings drawer now in clean
beam
Sure thing, I’m handing back the
key to him!
Copyright © Dinda Minardi | Year Posted 2011
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