Caught up in a memory,
Frozen by the sun.
Denial is my existence,
Truth, not yet begun.
Hurt is all but hidden,
Buried in a mound.
Mound of red, with a beat,
That keeps my breath bound.
Look into my eyes,
Tell me what you see.
Do they make you think,
No, it just can't be.
Ice like a cube,
Cold as the snow.
Contemplating feelings,
That one should never know.
Do they see right through you,
Watching your every act?
If so, would you want to make,
Just a 'little pact'?
Too late, I am sorry,
The bidding has been closed.
I'm going to find out,
The things which I've supposed.
No more little secrets,
No more privacy.
It's time for me to look,
At the whole of me.
Yearning for the future,
Tainted by my past.
Praying this confusion,
Won't forever last.
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