Confessions

Got confessions to make ,



But hearts it would break ,



A rift that would bring ,



And lives it would maime .





                                        

                 Are they to be left untold ….unsung ,

                

                 They are’nt really meant to be ,



                 Maybe you could confess to an abyss ……..



                 Because it can accept and never understand .







Confessions …They’ve got no room in me ,



Not to be preserved ,



There is a purpose to be served ,



And a treachery deserved !







                 Though hearts it would break ,



                 Truth ….it would awake ,



                 Farewell it would bade ,



                 For confessions ……ARE to be made

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