If there is a key to every lock
And a thorn to every rose
Why is it when I lock my heart away
My love for you only grows?
You cant have the key
Cause I'm the locksmith
I make sure no key fits
You may say you love me
But i want to think
Its just fun and games
Cause who can love someone
Who is mentally insane?
Since there is a key to every lock
And a thorn to every rose
I finally let my heart free
And let my love for you show
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Serendipity and Sorrow
PoetryI. Just poems that I have written. Consists of sad, happy, and anything kind of poems to help you! Was "A Dream Within This Nightmare"
