Secrets

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Secrets

So many secrets.
Too many, actually..
Whether they be about life, love, or other things,
there are too many...
Too many things kept hidden.
Things kept from friends and family..
Stuff kept from our loved ones.
I wish there were no secrets...
Nothing to hide...
But if we didn't keep secrets,
And we didn't hide things,
life would be uninteresting.
Still, there are too many things kept untold.
Too many secrets ket to ourselves.

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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

BabyAngel’s Poems (15)

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Winter Wonderland 0
One Step Ahead 0
Love Story. 0
What would you do? 0
Ever Wonder??? 1
Old Times are Missed.... 0
Dreams 1
One Wish 3
My One and Only! 0
Trouble Among Easter 0
All I Think About... 2
Secrets 0
Never Got the Chance.... 5
I Love You! 1
Waiting... 1