Like a Child

These thoughts were better left unsaid,

Residing deep within my head.

But like a child sworn to keep

A secret, the words slowly creep

From my lips into the air.

I chose a truth and did not dare

To look into your eyes lest I

Not make it through and surely cry.

I'm sorry, lvoe, but I must tell

That I'm not doing quite so well.

Goddbye, my dear. Please do not weep,

And like a child, my secret keep.

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