|and the poems save the day
Author: thestoryreader PM
...or the night. or maybe not. who knows?Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Angst - Chapters: 6 - Words: 795 - Reviews: 7 - Updated: 12-28-12 - Published: 10-08-12 - id: 3063986
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When a Secret Gets Out; and the Aftermath
Remember the secret you told to
The one you thought you could trust?
And when the secret leaked
Did you crumble to dust?
You didn't know he was clever
Smart, cunning, able to lie
It was too difficult to bottle it up
All the emotions wouldn't die
[Maybe you were crazy
Or perhaps on sugar high]
You could have trusted me
But thank goodness you did not
I suppose that all the trauma
Made you think through things a lot
And though you've never
Called me a friend
I will stick around
But probably not 'til the end
[Did you ever think I was good?
Oh, you were so, so wrong
When you scratch the surface
You'd see hatred burning strong]
I don't care what Disney tells you
In their animated art
If you want to keep it in
Stop listening to your heart
A/N: Was that cruel? It was written in anger.
And to the person who inspired this...Happy Birthday.