The Door
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Only in my world do lovers go separate ways
I feel the fool for having been so mindlessly happy
To understand that you are not of like mind
Has been the topping axe
Why save an aching stump?
Time to time, strong feelings well up
From the wasteland of my emotional landscape
Embarrassment, confusion, bitterness
All of these I smash down
Except for sadness
I must let myself feel something
Or I risk losing all feeling
People knock
Upon the door that protects 
The raw nerves of my severed emotions
The door is closed