Behind closed doors

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Monday 27th April

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Behind closed doors

Our lives carry on

There’s no pretending

No mask to put on

Salty tears can fall

For all that is gone

Too much time to think

Where it all went wrong

Things could turn bad

The days are long

A spiralling down

Strange phenomenon

No one would know

How you feel withdrawn

This all seems to be

A long marathon

Is the end in sight?

By the break of dawn

Who knows the answer?

Try to remain strong

Soon we’ll all be back

Right where we belong

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Love you poppet

Forever and a day

Precious Angel son

xxxxx

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