Stories
Everyone's is different,
Whether it's happy or sad
Everyone had their story
Secrets
Something to keep to yourself
Something you don't want anyone to know,
So you hide it away, out of sight
Secrets
Every good story had them
And if it doesn't,
It's a lie
Lies
Your story was based on lies
My story was based on lies
Lies
Something that hides the truth
Lies that's what keeps secrets, secrets
Would you lie to keep your secrets?
No?
More lies
Secrets
Some good, some bad, some maybe even hurtful
Why do we lie?
Keep secrets?
I don't understand
Yet,
That's the secrets
I keep
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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