Secrets
The deep ruins of the pastThe depth of the Ocean
Are what secrets can become
If we keep them for too long
A lonely cry at night
A scream from the shadows
Only something that you're mind is imagining
When the wind blows east
Petals from a delicate flower will wither
And fall upon the ground
The sun will burn through clouds
Bringing light to those in need
But sometimes it isn't enough
Cause we are more deep then people think
A face is deceieving
Take it personal for one day it could be you
Left torn into pieces
By the one who you so solemnly trust
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