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My Heart’s Door

Searching for the perfect words,

keep coming up short.

You are my perfect nerd

in a world I tend to distort.


The ringing in my ears

the sweat pouring from my pores

a beating heart bleeds a thousand tears

each time you come knocking on its door.


“I’ll love you for a thousand years

and I’ll love you for a thousand more”

I stumble, fumble, crumble and learn

each time you come knocking at my door.


In a world I tend to distort

For me you stay alert.

A target a bullseye on my hearts door

A landing pad and comfort.



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