She knew it. It was only a matter of time before it all goes out. All these pent-up emotions – crowded inside a box and they all wanted to be let out. She knew and still she trapped them inside. But now, they were too many –
And then –
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YOU ARE READING
Secrets I Whisper to the Stars at Night
PoetryThe stars, my anchor and friend Keeping my secrets as I spill them Into the night sky Together with the moon, They keep me company.
