Secrets.
Secrets can be hatred, and pain hidden from the worlds open view. Like the oceans deep dark world is hidden from the earths surface. So is our closet of mind. Not wanting to let our joy and happieness be destroyed, we keep our thoughts that was and wasn't ment for to be told... a deadly secret to those who urge our truths.
This poem was written by Keria Jinks on Apr 14, 2008.
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