There are secrets that we hide from others
even the ones who you thought entrust.
All tucked in closets or under shared beds
or in drawers marked, 'Do not touch! '
Some shameful things we feel might destroy
what our years of love and trust have built.
So afraid of what others might think
when your secrets reveal your hidden guilt.
Skeletons in your life's closets
rattling dirty bones within your mind.
Hoping that some you love, but may lose
will never uncover or even find.
Should have shared them from the start
those secrets you felt needed keeping out of view.
They might have understood, why they were hidden
only then showing them, another part of you.
___Linda Winchell
Q/A
How have you been enjoying the novel so far?
Who's your favorite character?
Do you ship Henry and Harida?
Pls don't forget to vote and comment.
Yours,
Emma.
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Crimson Mists
Narrativa generale«Even with all the dust, the flower still outshined the sun» ~~~~ Meet Harida Bick, the product of an unwanted relationship and also Adele Jones, a teenager in another country subjected to same design. When both girls began living together through...
