Secret

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Every One Person

Everyone has a secret

One no one knows

One we all share

One that spreads

One 'No one cares'

 

We all like to whisper

We all like to talk

The quieter the words

The further they walk

 

Everyone's offended

In the end it all rounds up

Revenge of the hurt

It will keep going, being found again

 

One word, a little trust

Goes a mile further than we wanted

It's always broken eventually

Comes back, you're being haunted

 

Only if you never said

Never spoke aloud

The trust of your own silence

Outdoes the whispers of a crowd

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was the most random thing ever, inspired by my friend, I kind of hate it.

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