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Hidden

Only I know what is hidden. So sad, I don't know when and how to bring it out.
Deep inside is a memory,
Deep down is a feeling,
At the depth is an emotion,
Beneath is a thought.

It's hidden,
It's concealed,
It's covered,
It's sheltered.

I really want it,
I truly desire for,
I earnestly seek,
I strongly need it.

But my pride stops me,
My instincts feel reluctant,
My mind frowns on it,
My conscience fears the outcome.

This memory is hidden,
This thought is concealed,
This feeling is sheltered,
This emotion is covered.
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Published: 4/21/2014
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