What lies beneath should be unrevealed; as what lies beneath should never be proposed to the brightness of acknowledgment; as what lies beneath is a bundle of secrets……….
The secrets that compel us towards the uncanny lies we never expected ourselves to be the captive of ……
Secrets that make our life become an acrobat balancing on a fine line tied from the partial reality to the fantasy…………..
Secrets that move their fingers in our hair to make us embrace the sleep of sweetness but open our eyes to the realm of bitterness………..
Secrets that make us pray for the night to be there forever and day be gone.
Secrets that are the living teasers……………..
Secrets that speak the pain………..
Secrets that tell the truth of the darkness in our lives………
Secrets that stir the ladle in the pan of fear……..
Secrets that paddle in the pond of tears………
Let the bundle lie raveled beneath the run.
Else yonder be the miasma of toxins in expulsion.
Else yonder be the miasma of toxins in expulsion.
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