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The Door

You all said she’s not coming back
I don’t believe you
I stand at the door with open arms
The door is open
 
She’s still not coming
I start to believe everyone
I lower my arms
The door starts closing
 
Tears roll down my cheeks
I go into my real friends’ embrace
I feel my entire body shatter
The door closes and locks

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