Dear Mr. Blue,
I regret to inform you that nothing has changed.
Misused and misdirected,
Is my once single heart.
Stop all your hiding,
So I can be released from my fear.
You're running through my thoughts,
Opening all the locked doors,
Unable to stop.
Please stop.
Yours,
Eleanor.
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