21 July 2012
You hear a secret that can't be told. Go down on your knees and swear, I will hold this secret tight and never let it go.
Look once, just a glimpse is it all it takes.
Look for people wondering by.
Forgetting what you swore to death a moment or two ago.
It's like poison, when it's in it'll spread quick, spiriting around and forming your web of useless stuff which makes you dead inside. You argue against yourself of what you was wrong or right.
The cries, the screams of what will happen, to your dear old friend.
Told Secrets • Opuss № I