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You take your secrets, Fold them up and place them Deep inside my stomach. When you close me up, I feel them bashing against My inside walls. They want to be read. You tell me they're nothing And your secrets don't like that One bit. They want to be known So badly that they are beating me Down. I hear them whisper, I feel them poisoning my blood. You don't even notice When they stop my heart. Your secrets want to feast upon My organs and use my mind As a napkin. They want to shield me from your touch And hide all of the sunshine. Because the way they see it, If they can't have you Nobody can. You have locked them away But they have just found a key And that key is a knife to my gut. They yell now, They scream and shout. I can't hear anything else. I hate you for choosing me To hide them within, You should have at least let them Be read.
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Jul 28, 2013
Jul 28, 2013 at 11:41 PM UTC
Sew Up Your Secrets
You take your secrets, Fold them up and place them Deep inside my stomach. When you close me up, I feel them bashing against My inside walls. They want to be read. You tell me they're nothing And your secrets don't like that One bit. They want to be known So badly that they are beating me Down. I hear them whisper, I feel them poisoning my blood. You don't even notice When they stop my heart. Your secrets want to feast upon My organs and use my mind As a napkin. They want to shield me from your touch And hide all of the sunshine. Because the way they see it, If they can't have you Nobody can. You have locked them away But they have just found a key And that key is a knife to my gut. They yell now, They scream and shout. I can't hear anything else. I hate you for choosing me To hide them within, You should have at least let them Be read.
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Jul 28, 2013
Jul 28, 2013 at 11:41 PM UTC
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