You carelessly opened the door too wide
Allowing those strangers eyes to linger
Naked, exposed, I quickly tried to hide
The gold stain from you around my finger
Drawn to the possibility of fame
You borrowed our memories and our dreams
Write quickly and whisper all but my name
Conjure the night ghost to create your themes
I'll quiet in dawn with restless concern
But turn a blank stare to words that can mend
Love is a privacy few hearts can earn
When lost by the solitude of a friend
My cold hand turns each invisible page
Filling my soul with irreparable age
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