So it's coming to the point where quality isn't matching up. I might take some more time tonight and post another poem or not... but the past few days haven't been up to par (since day 9) oh well.
Secrets.
I’ll tell you all my…
Promises I’ve broken
rumours I’ve spoken
of my hopes, dreams,
fears, and schemes
and all other malice intentions,
and everything I’ve forgot to mention
to those who’ve held close,
to those I’ve meant the most.
Because corpses don’t talk.
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