I was in art one day and
we had to make a sculpture of something important to us
So I just made a lock like you'd have on a locker.
My teacher asked me what the lock represented.
I said "the lock represents my heart."
When she walked away I made the key out of clay.
Then my boyfriend said "what's that?"
And I said "This is the key to my heart."
He asked if he could keep it for himself.
I said no, rolled it up in a ball and threw it into the
lock.
And that's what lead me to lose my belief in love.
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