Every Child...

Every Child has a wish.
A tiny and small fragile wish.
A wish that soon turns to a lie.
In which the lie soon turns to a 'deed'
Making it into a Secret.

 

Sssshh...

 

Every Parent has a dream.
A golden dream for their Children.
A dream that soonly turns into a nightmare.
In which the nightmare turns into a hopeless stuggle.
Making it into a Secret.

 

Sssshh...

 

Every Family has their memories.
A memory of good.
A memory thats tainted.
In which that tainted memory turns painful.
Making it into a Secret.

 

Sssshh...

 

"Dont tell mother."

"Dont tell the lad."

"Dont say a word..."

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