March 29, 2011
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My secret
I thought I could trust her
I thought I could share with her in confidence my revealing secret
But she told
And now everyone knows
HE knows
They ALL know

When in the hall, they tease me
They point at me and stare
They break me down until . . .
Until tears flow like water falls
And my soul bleeds red
My defensive walls, seemingly so sound
Fall with little effort

I thought i could trust her
I thought she was my friend
But . . . i guess not
Because she let it slip

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Strawberrysunshine22 said...
May 3, 2011 at 2:51 pm
I like this poem its pretty straight forward and very understandable. Good Job :)
bbeast replied...
May 4, 2011 at 2:56 pm
Agreed! I'd be angry if my mom went and did that to me. But this poem is pretty good. Don't sell yourself short. It's not perfect, but tell me one that is. We're always growing, sharing, shining, and polishing our work. Just use this to make your next one better.
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