The Key


                        Lies awake barely breathing

                        waiting for his return

                        but he never arrives

                        to unlock her soul and he


                        look at her the way he used to.

                        He used to pick her brain like a locksmith.

                        He used to


                        her, and now he does not.

                        Yet here she waits, for now.

                        He was once the one she valued most.

                        Now she values herself. It was never


                        she needed. She is valuable.

                        She is the skeleton key.


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