Moonlight Confessions
You mask it as solicitous care
But who mandated you to decide
What's wrong for me, and what is right?
You paint an abstraction of my life
Dream fortunately fixable fallouts
But here's my confession, Babe:
I fixed the door.
It opens no more.
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