i am carrying too many secrets i barely hold them up. i keep on running them away to find places i could hide them with grace i barely keep myself together. but i am made of all these secrets, they are who i am. i still sing them lullabies and tuck them asleep in my dreams at night, wishing they will not show in daylight.

a collection of verses. unreleased.


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