I leave secrets behide closed doors.
I whisper to my demons.
Telling them.
My darkest secrets.
I leave screts behide closed doors.
Wondering if anyone will find out.
Snickering at my dirty little secrets.
I leave secrets behide closed doors.
Wondering if he knows.
I leave secrets behide closed doors.
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no regrets just love
Poetryis it possible to have so many mixed emotions at once? is it possible to love someone so much... and not have them love you back.
