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You have secrets Dark dark secrets Now you stay far away From my grasp not knowing that I have mine too You once slept with a god And birthed the star, Eridanus That night you cried. You cried a river but the river Was for the blood shed. Dark secret! Dark, dark secret. No one knew about this But now I do. I have my secrets too I once drove over a bird Its wings were broken But I didn't see it on time. A swerve to the left, a swerve to the right and there was blood under my tire and golden feathers became red. I became a murderer at 21. The most horrible feeling ever But now you know. See! Secrets. I have offered to wash this poison from off  your skin I have offered to wash my stains From off your chest But you say,'Darling, I have secrets". In your mind, each day I become thinner And thinner and thin Like the smoke from your last cigarette Each day I am trampled upon Like the **** from your last stick But in your heart, I am like your blood craving nicotine every night the rain falls every evening you hear the train hoot every morning you see your brother. i have secrets too. they are with you.
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Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 6:57 PM UTC
You have secrets; dark dark secrets
You have secrets Dark dark secrets Now you stay far away From my grasp not knowing that I have mine too You once slept with a god And birthed the star, Eridanus That night you cried. You cried a river but the river Was for the blood shed. Dark secret! Dark, dark secret. No one knew about this But now I do. I have my secrets too I once drove over a bird Its wings were broken But I didn't see it on time. A swerve to the left, a swerve to the right and there was blood under my tire and golden feathers became red. I became a murderer at 21. The most horrible feeling ever But now you know. See! Secrets. I have offered to wash this poison from off  your skin I have offered to wash my stains From off your chest But you say,'Darling, I have secrets". In your mind, each day I become thinner And thinner and thin Like the smoke from your last cigarette Each day I am trampled upon Like the **** from your last stick But in your heart, I am like your blood craving nicotine every night the rain falls every evening you hear the train hoot every morning you see your brother. i have secrets too. they are with you.
I found out a secret about a friend who didn't know I had found out.
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Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 6:57 PM UTC
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