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The secret that you know
and so do I ;
which is screaming out loud
in a very very
miserable cry ;
the secret that you know
and so do I ;
which we’re both hiding from each other , don’t know why ;
the secret that you know
and so do I ;
which is the persistent aftertaste
of what we once had in glory
& what had felt high ;
that secret that you know
and so do I ;
which is ,
sweetheart ,
we’re living in the shadow of the love
that once was
yours and mine ;
the secret that you know ,
and so do I ,
about the words that ,
come to a halt
and get tangled
on your lips and mine .
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[If this girl's words have
touched your soul ,
matter not how faint
the sensation felt ,
would you mind dears ?
if she wished for you to tap on that minuscule star beneath
and send kudos to her ,
please ?] :)
YOU ARE READING
into her phenakistoscope
Poetry«« when her life was at a halt , an illusion of motion was created and in her dreamlike state , her reality and her imagination met and gave her a blurred vision , her phantasmagoria took birth where her soul saw dreams of a...
