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Closing the Lid

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Closing that lid
Promises true
Remorseful, sad
No comfort from you
Wishes became goals
Love became sour
Bury my troll
You were devoured
Imposters don’t care
But simply cover
Souls despair
Know it’s over
Too late for right
Wrongs took hold
Days into night
Damaging souls

By Lisa Tomey all rights reserved

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