Meaning
I struggle to have a meaning.
I try to wonder what I should do with all the hidden memories and questions deep inside my soul
It was part of my life growing up to hide and now time is catching up with me as the secrets sprout.
I am tired of running all the secrets hidden beneath my soul its time to release those dark secrets and memories will fade.
I know if I keep my secrets in my heart they will cause my soul to wilt.
So for sadness to come to an end as the mind revels happiness when conquered hate being crushed
Love grows - sadness shrinking and hope will come again.
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