Pale shoulders bare shame

In this game we play so well

The game of don't show


I won't tell them yet

The secrets you keep hidden

The shame you keep mute

But when they do know

Hushed words rush like Volcanos

Lava melts your pride


These words you deny

The lies you bury inside

Will wipe clean the slate

Upon which you say

The whispers of fate are clear

Into this abyss

Make no mistake now

It's all so very clear

Last breath will tell all

The End

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