The secret Poem.....
I am not saying a word,
I will take it to my grave,
I will just do what I have too,
In order to get through,
Secret Illness, secret times,
Its all mine ... hidden in the depths of my mind.
Maybe a stir from TV the thought there was before.
But its just a distant memory,
A life that was before,
Secret times.
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