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Secrets Untold

What if the worst, what if it's not?

what happens when they find out

I'm caught...

what happens afterwards

and what yet to come

even as I flounder

I cannot run...

 

the game is been played

and it may well be the last move

hard to predict

hard to get in the groove

and a feeling of loneliness

so full of despair

 

I reach out for God

I hope that He's there.

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Jul 30, 2010
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