What is it that we keep to ourselves
Those things not for others to delve
We keep hidden away from the crowd
Not to be taken paraded and bandied out loud
Do you think about them all the time
Telling yourself it will be just fine
Or do they fester and bubble away
Taunting you whilst you keep them at bay.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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