Why do secrets hurt

Not just those that

We keep but those

Too that we share

Those that we keep

Gnaw from inside out

Those that we share

Are like rusty traps

Biting into those that

We love and often

Those that we love

Will chew off their

Own limbs to escape

Just be honest with

Me in the beginning

I will not judge

But if I’m ensnared

I will definitely flee

In order to survive

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