My secretA Poem by AuriIII There is a secret I keep from which no one suspected It is dark, dispersed and with an essence of destroyed fantasies. There is a secret I treasure so majestic and frighteningly pure that is not possible to disclose. A secret full of dualities, of silence and sounds, words and whispers. A secret so deeply honest, that stores nights and wishes shades and sparkles laughs and curses. © 2013 Auri |
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