Secrets


 

Secrets kept in the darkness of night

Tear at the the two young lovers

The truth may destroy them on this night

But secrecy burns deep into their souls

Should a word be spoken, or would it ignite?

The devil’s fires that burn so bright

Instead quietness prevails

Causing the devil's fires to smolder on

Till the death of young love

The beating heart all but quiet

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