We all have our secrets
Big and small
Erased and ongoing
Stuck inside or freed
Secrets like magic potions
Disappear in daylight
Or find temporary refuge
In the distant caverns of the heart
Secrets, Lies
Lying beneath
The lip service
The shame
Spindles in the wheel of living
Silent histories
Hush them away
Run, like wild horses
Spooked in the night
Secrets to lull our dreams
Blur the truth
Stifle the future
With visions of self sabotage
We can run
But not hide or seek
It is what it is
What is done cannot be erased
Vitality and vibrancy suffer
In the skeletal cove
hoarding the past
To foretell the future.
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