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Her Secret

She has a secret that she can never tell

About how once in love, she had fell

She thinks her friends would not understand

If her friends ever saw them holding hands

She keeps it inside though it is eating her so

She knows her true love she can never show

So she cries in bed alone, dreaming every night

From her parents keeps her tears out of sight

She washes her face as she buries her pain

It burns her heart like an ever-internal flame

Finally, the pain inside she had to get rid of

When she died, no one ever knew she had loved

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this is true for many. Love of any kind should not hurt, but sometimes it does. Having had the courage to hide it, might have been hard, but the right thing to do. Sometimes, we have to make sacrifices for the people we love and those who love us. I felt this one like a punch in the jaw. I remember...
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Shivers down my spine dude, wonderful use of words and pacing... felt like it was picking at a scab for me

-m4gg0t was here

you could call me soph if you'd like. 

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I know a few circumstances where people hid their love for quite some time, causing and enduring so much sadness. Your poem reflects that.
Thank you,
L

Thanks for reading Lavender

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