She.
Told.
One.
Person.
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They promised to keep their lips sealed.
Somehow her secret was still revealed.
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The hallway divides.
People starring, lining both sides.
*No! No! No!*
She needs to move, to disappear, to leave, she's screaming to herself: *Go! Go! Go!*
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***** ****, **** ****, ****....They know! They know! They know!*
She's crying now, her tears are set to full flow.
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'You're only as sick as the secrets you keep.' Yeah, that rings a bell.
You're only as sick as the secrets you tell.
Now that one applies as well.

Our eyes meet unexpected. In confusion and mistrust you look away. As your eyes turn back down you hit your hand in your papers. A sigh of irritation finds it way out of your mouth. I've got nothing left to say, so I turn around and leave. That moment is where I realize that everything is said and done.

The muck I made
        stuck to me boots
water and soil, I grow roots,
enough to stay put in one place,
look me in the eye, and stare me in the face,
dare to go where your dare takes you, a disgrace,
the lies,
the gossip,
takes hyssop,
                          to cleanse this vessel soiled,
                                          by those who toil,
with evil in their hearts,
sparks that start,
let them believe they are actually alive,
it is sad,
it is me that has to break it to them,
it is they who have died to the truth,
it is the circle they surround themselves
that has drowned them
it is the honest life that has left them behind;
                                            bereft without hope...
they will fall away,
they have gone astray,
from what it is to be human.
Drama drama everywhere, only salty tears to drink.
Don't treat me like the animal, you have become.
It is a misadventure.