This ocean of dirt
illuminates the night
revealing night's secrets
forget the hurt
prepare to fight
we all have our secrets
Be on alert
turn on the lights
time to cast away our secrets
secrets only hurt
secrets make us lose sight
Secrets...secrets...secrets...
I think this poem is mostly obvious. It's about secrets and how everyone has them and how they can make a mess of our lives sometimes.
~T
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