Broken friendships and empty, dry promises kept and left about in your room of secrets.
How I wish to delve into your world.
So much to hide yet so much unhidden….
You are a private man,
And Ihave just discovered that I have revealed you and unveiled you to your fate.
You are my reason to write.
My every reason to go insane, as moonlit nights become you.
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