The lost Key
Lost in the same room With no escape Without the key I can't go free In the past The key was always shiny But now it's in a box Or a crack all dusted up where you can't even see the pretty Gold I know I screwed up But I never knew I would lose the key To my Dreams and life I want to break free Without the key I can't leave the room I can't unlock a new door to my journey So sit in the moonlight. I hope that one day. Maybe the Key will come to me.
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