with one graceful movement
she wipes the slate clean
of an un-marred past
i deny your future
to become our past
she allows the secrets
of others closed doors
to shadow her choices
i lock the door
before you can even knock
she closes her eyes
as the sun sets and moon rises
in attempt to stop time
i send you off
before you ask to stay
she swears
she does this
for me
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