My heart hardens

as I slip into a dark void

of seclusion…


Hidden, I guard my love

holding it rainy day close

while my heart flutters

as the door slams,

barring entry for anyone new, 

deleting the sour, 

and preserving the loyal 

as I retreat into the dark void

of reclusion…


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