SecretA Poem by AmeliShh it's a secretLove, I have found its Secret. Found out what it Hides. It's made up of twisted Lies Of broken Hearts. Mercilessly it tears at your Soul And leaves you lying there SCREAMING When will it please just END? I have found its secret. It is the slowest form, the most painful form the slowest form of Death. © 2012 AmeliAuthor's Note
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