They have to be invited in
After they ring the bell
I did, but didn’t know she’d make
my life a living hell
And ever when they lie with you
They lie to you as well
I thought the difference would be plain
But no, I couldn’t tell.
She left a desiccated heart
Inside a broken shell
© Alfred W. Smith Jr.
2014
They Have to be Invited In
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