Never told,
Never spoken to,
Never asked,
Never opened about,
There are secrets of mine.
Kept inside,
But now they wanna come,
Outside.
O, it hurts
Ofcourse it does,
Overwhelming pain,
Outrages inside me,
There are secrets of mine.
Kept inside,
But now they wanna come,
Outside...
And if it does ,
I'm sorry,
I did what I shouldn't
Forgive me, if you want to
It will help my soul go home.


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