SecretA Story by Kathryn SmithI writhe in my bed He said it was an ugly place Full of ugly people Ugly atmosphere But when his own ugliness hurt me I went to the place and found beauty especially in the one who leads but oh is it agony keeping this secret For loving him Is wrong I catch his eyes My coat comes off Glances Panic He avoids me For all his kind must avoid Temptation But we love From afar On that day we met His essence warmed my soul All was good All was right But this secret of mine Is one I hide
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