The Key She had a key, A very special key, A key to the door Of her love. She gave that key To a special he, Who tossed it away For drugs. Never once Did he use that key, Unlock the lock That bound she. Never once Did he ask her, What should I do? Where should I use it? He simply threw it out, As if it were trash, Into the rain, It made a splash. She found the key, That special key, But instead of giving it away again, She kept it. She hasn't handed it over, In fear Her lock Won't be undone. But part of her wishes, Part of her hopes, That she can chance it, And get the results. Until that day, Inside a secret box, With a secret lock, That oh so special key will stay.
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