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The Things I'll Never Tell


The hidden name behind this face
The memories that time cannot erase.
Things no one wants to know,
Are things I whisper, quiet and low.

Things that may not seem much-
A gentle hand, her soothing touch.
Mistakes and choices that they made,
The red inside this burning rage.

I'll wonder when I lay at night,
Who'll be there to hold me tight?
My heart longs to rise, to grow
To seek the answers I'll never know.

Never is what I hear at your name.
A hush, a whisper- Oh, quiet pain
You surround me all day long,
You are the music, but he is the song.

Tell me no secret and tell me no lie-
Don't say you love me, for I cannot reply.
My heart is tucked in a bottle away
It screams the words that I'll never say.

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