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Nov 2014
Secrets kept in locked boxes,
and promises sealed with a kiss.
Sometimes she wonders if there is anything more...
anything more than just this.

She's gotten tired of hiding,
from herself and from the world.
Lies told to herself as she lay there crying
while the demons with in unfurled

They moved in the dark
and consumed all the space.
They filled all the spots
and painted a smile on her face.
not done!
Written by
GNPetch  My mind
(My mind)   
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