So many so many in my head,
a million secrets tucked away
never to surface. Never to be told.
Secrets with so many people the names have faded from my brain.
So many years in hiding ,these secrets no longer have a name.
Except for a few ,or many of millions.
These secrets hold a different kind of secrecy . These are the speacial ones.
The ones that play again and again in my mind.
The kind that makes me smile, and have me cry, the kind of secretes that gets me aroused . Secrets that also makes me sad.
These are the kind of secrets I will never ever regret.
These are the secrets of Me and Someone else.
The best kind of secrets, the ones you'll never tell.
Aug 22, 2018
Aug 22, 2018 at 11:38 PM UTC
So many so many in my head,
a million secrets tucked away
never to surface. Never to be told.
Secrets with so many people the names have faded from my brain.
So many years in hiding ,these secrets no longer have a name.
Except for a few ,or many of millions.
These secrets hold a different kind of secrecy . These are the speacial ones.
The ones that play again and again in my mind.
The kind that makes me smile, and have me cry, the kind of secretes that gets me aroused . Secrets that also makes me sad.
These are the kind of secrets I will never ever regret.
These are the secrets of Me and Someone else.
The best kind of secrets, the ones you'll never tell.
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