Don'T Shut Me Out
Every time I am approaching
I hear the door slamming
The rattling of a key like it's moving
Trying to open it seems it is locked
I have knocked several times
No one seems to be home
Yet when I put my year on the door
I hear the pounding of your heart
Fighting too hard to silence it
It takes hours to die with little sobs
Not really dying -maybe fainting
For tomorrow it pounds again
Like you have your binoculars on me
My steps like are been watched
Every time I am approaching
I hear the door slamming
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