The Secret Within.

Do we carry a secret that needs to be uncovered?

Or maybe, just maybe keep it under wraps, the lover muttered.

The secret desire for a romance with another,

The secret that that person was not your real mother.

 

All families have them, the quiet pauses in the conversation,

The fact that something is amiss, maybe some long forgotten revelation.

We keep it quiet and pray at night that it lies in deep and there is fright,

For if it came out what the percussions would be in the glare of the light.

 

The drama unfolds and the days take the toll,

The secret within, the breathe of the mole.

 

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