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Heart Shaped Box

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We keep our hearts
locked tightly away in boxes
some in the attic, some in the basement,
some in dusty rooms filled with memories
we refuse to change the sheets for

Time passes and the keys and the locks
rust over with a lack of use
so when we finally go to hand it over,
it turns to dust in their hands

I’ve got my own personal
glass bowl he gave me,
filled with the sand
of love I could never give

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