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Left Luggage
Gone, you parked me here
As usual to wait your return
What men took my place?
Such lessons I never learn
I'm gasping for air in here
A dark locker is bondage
You took the key to the lock
I'm unwanted left luggage
Claustrophobia eats at
What self-respect I had
As nearby lockers open
I'm sure I'm going mad
Is that a key into a lock?
Are you to fr...
Friday 6th November 2020 11:12 am
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