Secrets of My Heart
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In my heart..
where many secrets have been hidden for so long
screaming with every beat
tired of being kept in this bloody prison
waiting for a dose of courage and a pen to be revealed
Mixed with ink, some smiles and maybe some tears woven together
to make a set of poems that simply summarizes me.
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