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Secret

I seem to be absent from an exsistance
I facade of a mirror image
Nothing too clear
Always looking through the fog

The earth is moving
But I am in one place
The leaves rustle
Breeze picks at my hair
Yet I move my feet
But am standing still

The ghost holds my hand
But I can feel the heat from his body
My stomach knots
He turns to me
But there is no face

The forest around me stops moving
Slience falls
A single drop
A tear
Falls on my cheek

The transparent hand moves to wipe it away
Another falls
My lip quivers
Why are you doing this?

He begins to walk
My body follows
I am free floating
My heart is entangled
With strings of lies

I am the lie
I am a masked individual
Kept hidden
Pale to a colorful world

I am the secret
No jealous eyes to fall apon me
Because they will never know
But He gets to wander different paths
I am on only one

He closes his eyes
Mind resting
Reaches back to me and grabs my shoulders
Pushes me to my knees

The wet ground under my palms
A loaded weapon for lips
I bow my head
They wont ever know

I am the image inside the mirror
Not a reflection but another dimension
An object of silent pleasure?
I bid the difference on a plain

Lie
Secret
He wants to keep it
Stay
Don't go
He needs me
To know
Covered
Surrounded
I am bounded
My throat is the trigger
My lips fire
Words excape
Acused as a liar
Ghostly in my eyes
That is all I see
His full of color
A world of mysteries
I am kept wraped
Kept underneath
So he can play games
And as
 I play hide
He gets to seek
Written by Bethy (Bbbethy)
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