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Behind the door

You feel a broken heart behind a locked door
From the back yard you see a picture hanging on the wall
With your watering eyes there's nothing left at all

Key words that were left unsaid in between us
Unspoken thoughts, unrecoverable dreams
Feelings cracked, gone in the wind

And now you know there are no more calls
While old shadows crowd the halls
And everything around you seems hollow
As hollow as your soul

© 2004 Eduardo Magela Rodrigues

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