Charmaine

By Marcus B. Christian

I shall lock you from my heart, Charmaine.

I shall bar you from its sight;

I shall guard the castle-tower by day,

And the drawbridge through the night.

I shall lock you from my heart, Charmaine,

Where my dreams and ideals lay;

I shall bolt the windows -- lock the doors

And throw the key away.

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