Forming
I wanna know more
Of what you have in store
How long will I explore
How much will I implore
For you to open your door
You won’t comply
No matter how much I try
I can’t seem to see behind the eye
Waiting for the door to crack
And the knob to pull back
So I can fully see you
And why you do what you do
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