Secrets weigh heavy as burdens on the heart -
stone bags wound tightly with string-
Swaying into a crippling pit
But the risk of a personal heart is better dealt than the loss of the others held
Sobriety tasted vacant-
What felt free was laced with potent, bitter tendencies  
Decisions narrowed and lines embarked-
Deploying Tangible intercept
Danger has a way with sweetness to the ears
Trickery-
Taking the mind away from the world-
The well being of the doubtful with a sip-
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(C) Tiffanie Noel Doro