Secrets

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I cannot respond, don’t look at my eyes,

They tell stories that should never rise,

Falling deep into my fears,

“Can you tell me what’s wrong dear?”

Oh no, do not fear me,

For all that can will happen is hurt only me,

Maybe not physical pain you will feel, some emotions might appear,

LIES,

LIES,

LIES,

Don’t trust me, am done,

This world is changing too much,

The sun will burn down,

Forget my promises; I flee before you can ask,

My secrets are buried deep, behind the walls I have built in the past,

This thing is eating me out; it’s a burden on my shoulder,

The weight is crushing down, crumpling me,

This tiny solider.

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