A Secret

by JS Creeper   Jun 23, 2005


A secret held from a friend
Only to be told once again

It was thought to turn out bad
And yet all it did was make one sad

She wished she had been told
Instead of being lied to in bold

She was more hurt than mad at them
After all they were her best friends

Sure there were things that hurt
Like a deep wound filled with dirt

There were things that made her cry
Although she had some who stood by

So many words could describe
All the pain she felt inside

One thing she really knew
Was that she only wanted you

To be told the truth without lying
Would probably keep her from dying

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