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my secret is one I have to keep, but one day, I hope to break my secret I've kept from the ones I love. one day.


Submitted:Mar 18, 2013    Reads: 36    Comments: 4    Likes: 2   


I walk on tiptoe through a room

So dark I am blind

So tight I could choke

No room to breathe

No light to see

Always in this room

Always here but silent

I cannot cry out

I cannot weep

For fear my room grows darker

For fear the air becomes thicker

For fear the space becomes smaller

This I fear, my heart will be shattered

My voice will be smothered

My secret pain, my love and hate,

My terrible secret that I can't escape





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