My Secret Keeper

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You're my secret keeper.
In my darkest nights
Writhing soul mourns
tossing and turning in bed
Mind brimful of chaos
Eyes fixated barely blinks
Sleep afar, seems so foreign

A lonesome tear escapes
Follows trail one after another
drinking it all sans resentment
Mute, yet I find comfort
when I need someone to hold me
I hug you, oh! So tightly
You, My Pillow, my secret keeper.


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