By STEPH MICHELLE | Published: August 31, 2010
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Keys of hatred lie in piles
Scattered amongst the floor
Friends throughout millions of doors
Made for simple sadness and misery
Does this shallow evil wait
To snatch up love and wonder
To poison all of fate
Take away the magic
Happiness never more
To cruelly punish things
That were kind enough
Holding open all those doors
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