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Locked
Hey love, seeming so sad.
Eyeing your book with that lost
Look in your eye. The mirrored
Practice smile faltering at last,
Making your pretty little face one
Enshrouded in locked misery.
Petty love, for who will see?
Lost, in a world created by you.
Every look, a stage they see, for
At last you gained your perfect dream.
Seeming so little, so fragile, so pure,
Encased and locked in deluded innocence.
