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I pursed it up
Because you wanted not to hear-
My habit grew to solitude
And my outlook grew to fear.
Alone I bore my growing burden,
And though I longed your strength to share,
My heart I hardened against the pain
And ceased to seek your care.
Confidence and pride dragged me on
When warmth and joy had fled my way;
Without you, like a building without pillars,
I tumbled down, I could not stay.
The secrets I had locked away
Had multiplied themselves so fast-
And when you finally dared to listen,
You found me different from the past.