Little Secret

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You talk to me in whispers,

as if you're scared of being heard by the monsters.

you hide me so well from her,

that I just blend in with your dull wallpapers,


My name is like a forbidden word,

every time she's in your world.

but haven't you heard?

I'm not gonna stay silent anymore like a sad caged bird.


I'm not going to be your little secret, 

hiding in fear from that little midget, 

I'm gonna leave even if you don't like it. 

I'm not staying, even if you try to fix it.  



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