My shelf of secrets

Wed, 10/22/2014 - 00:55 -- clerff

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My shelf of secrets is tucked away behind a black veil
Never to be discovered if I'm in control
My patience of others is growing stale
Trying to save a soul that's already sold
 
Why think you know me?
We all have secrets and we all have demons
So are you lonely?
 
Don't ask if I'm okay
All you'll receive is an empty lie
I try to keep depression at bay
But in the end, I can't help but cry
 

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