A painful memory locked up I keep
Although sometimes I do misplace the key
Where long fingers can’t reach and eyes can’t peep
A place of which “nobody visits but me”
By light of the moon when I’m fast asleep
Betrayal!… nocturnal duplicity
The box unlocked…I unconsciously weep
Dreaming where “nobody visits but me”
People I loved residing six feet deep
Still others, well, I know not where they be
I locked this damn box yet, still I must sleep
Torment… tears, where “nobody visits but me”
Endless barricades, forging mental locks
Yet death… if I should lose grasp of that box
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