In the Depths of my Heart
Some feelings will always follow us, otherwise known as skeletons in the closet.
Sifting through my heart I came upon a place,
A part I buried long ago, but yet could not erase,
It swelled inside me, until it broke in tears,
The sparks that held me close to them, had lasted all these years,
I tried to run and hide, but yet they followed me,
And somehow still, I feel those things, that then I couldn't see,
But time has had its way, and things I do regret,
But still they follow me, yes follow me still yet.
A part I buried long ago, but yet could not erase,
It swelled inside me, until it broke in tears,
The sparks that held me close to them, had lasted all these years,
I tried to run and hide, but yet they followed me,
And somehow still, I feel those things, that then I couldn't see,
But time has had its way, and things I do regret,
But still they follow me, yes follow me still yet.
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