Secrets, Secrets Poem by Courtney Bellush

Secrets, Secrets



Secrets, secrets seem to make up our lives.
Lies, lies are our disguise.
Walk down the hall and cover your gut,
because to them you're never enough.

Sunday, January 18, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: lies
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