Secret Lover Mess

by BornAgainWriter   Aug 1, 2009


It's okay my secret lover,
I forgot you were in color,
I'll be the one to bleed deep,
My addiction; no boundaries.

I have my my doubts- doubts,
That nothing you say is true,
I know what it feels like to lie,
Is it really that important?

Secret love, you can't break me,
Let's pretend and trade shoes,
My shoes- It's always raining,
Yours- Well let me see for myself.

Confidence is draining out,
My ego is craving for you,
Secret lover, you don't bleed,
No, not like me, am I lost?

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