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This Secret
Promises lost.
Trusts broke.
Secrets revealed.
That fantasy
Continues.
The wool
Still covers.
The door
Remains closed.
The truth
Is yet
To
Be revealed.
It eats away
At my soul
They kill me,
Your trusting words.
The pain.
The guilt.
It all but
Consumes me.
- by Aurora Tate |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/16/2008 |
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- Title: This Secret
- Artist: Aurora Tate
- Description: This is another "coming out" poem, although it's a bit different from my poem "Fear of Pride". This is more personal, more about me wanting to come out to my own family and to afraid to.
- Date: 07/16/2008
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- Dark_Gale017 - 07/16/2008
- I really like it but not like what I say matters. I think that it is good that you can write it down on paper so that you can go back and look at it. I do that sometime, I have a few coming out poems as well.
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