A Closed Locket
There's a locket of yours that I can't open up,
but I know that there's something inside.
Is her skin made of porcelain?
Does she have diamond eyes?
There's nothing, my dear, to hide.
My feelings are true,
and I'll stand by you
even if it's her picture in there.
I just hope you don't mind
my asking why
you gave me your locket to wear.
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