It Isn't A Secret
Unspoken words end in frustration
Hushed voices, their eyes move in avoidance
Your seething tongue, the source of anger and hate
Unrelenting is your abuse
It isn't a secret any longer
Your smiles mean nothing to me
The only one you're fooling is yourself
You are trapped in your own deceit
Free yourself you savage
Try, save yourself you beast
You won't ever know the pain you caused me
When your hands tore apart my soul
You had me grove long at your feet
You wish to be king of the mountain
You wish to be solid as rock
But it isn't a secret any longer
The only strength you had, you ripped it apart
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