There is a box
Hidden
But never forgotten
Cloistered in my heart
If you ever love me
The right way
You will get to look inside
And in the looking
You will decide
To love me less
Or not at all
For there are secrets
Bound in ugliness
Broken promises
Cruelty
Waste
Squandered love
Two people living as one
In the light
And in the dark
Hiding
Hiding
Deep below
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