Secrets...
Secrets...
The dark truth
we hide from
ourselves.
Secrets...
We know of our
inner beast.
Do we dare to
let it roam free?
No, never!
Secrets...
Do we fear our
best?
Always,
but we fear
what lurks
in the back of
our minds more.
Secrets...
Evil as the
depths of hell,
is sits there
waiting,
watching,
calculating the time
to spring.
Secrets...
The things
that no one
dares to know.
Secrets...
The things that will
kill us
in the end.
Secrets...
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