Locks of the soul.

She said i would spared you from so much.
I never told you.
We are hiding behind what we never were.
Behind what does not hurt.
Caught up in the past, ruled by the power of the ego.
Padlock of the soul, but as a loving Bridge of padlocks.
We didn’t need the keys.
Unlock one with the Soul, lock another, and so indefinitely.
Somehow one break. We had only that one left, on the bridge.
One mine.
Other yours.
They worshiped us and told us to live happily ever after.
There, there it still stands like new.
The old, it is long gone across the river.

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