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SECRETS
DAVE THE POET

Open the bars, That imprison your soul
Retire the guards, You keep on patrol
Golden in its purity, Your words the only proof
Please, Tell me your secret
At least, I’ll know the truth

Was it as a child, You learned to be so old
Did someone who you trusted, Not suffer when you told
Was your heart broken, Never again to mend
Who, Walked away too early
Starting, The beginning of the end
Was there a place touched, Should have been left alone
Your perception altered, By the faulted perfect home

When you look up to the sky
Do you think it will fall
You always leave me out
When you stumble, Crumble or crawl
Although, My partner for years
I’m shielded, From your pain and fears
Your sadness, Fills my dreams
When I’m sleeping, Next to you
Please, Tell me your secret
At least, I’ll know the truth