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 Slam Shut the End ..

Its not about the noise that follows

from me or the door

When you slam shut the end

on my fingers …


Its all about fending the cocoon

From the invasion of my

love and the way

It haunts you and lingers


So, when it hurts

I work it out with a soothing paste

of a day or two we once shared


and I put a love woven gauze

lightly pressing where you dared..


and finally surrender to a lonely bed

with love I never once spared