The Dwelling
In this very deep dark place
Where all my secrets dwell
I’ve gathered many memories
Some which I’ll never tell
Memories of love long lost
Memories of hope
Memories of yesterday
And things with which to cope
Always adding something
More and more each day
To this cavernous, deep, dark place
Always locked away
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Jo Bien | Year Posted 2009
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