Dec 2019
I could hide my demons well.
Bring my secrets to the grave.
Or I could spill all my truths,
Set those ******* free.
Bring my secrets to the grave.
Or I could spill all my truths,
Set those ******* free.
Anonymously of course.
Some days I share thought out poetry.
Other days I just get that **** right off my chest.
Some days I share thought out poetry.
Other days I just get that **** right off my chest.
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Anonymistress
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