Secrets Are The Best Mistakes

Secrets Are The Best Mistakes

A Poem by tasha!!© :o
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Who knows...we can keep it quiet

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I’m going to tell you a secret no one else knows.
I love you.
And it just goes to show I have a habit of making mistakes.
I just hope you’re not the next one.
I get attached a whole lot easier than I let go.
I wish it were the other way around.
But I don’t want to let you go.
Don’t be another mistake.

 

You’ve managed to get me to spill my guts.
And now you’re stuck with me.
Don’t tell anyone, but I know, you know, I know you want to.
You know, I know, you know I want to.
I know, you know, I know you want to.
So come come away with me and let’s just blow it.

 

Each night I fall asleep with you is an eternity of self induced pleasure and excruciating pain.
But I’ll do it to see you smile.
But just because I love you doesn’t mean you can hold this above me.
Back up.
Don’t let me down.
My fragile ego wouldn’t take it.

 

Let me hear a secret of yours and we’ll compare stories.
I’ll let you win if you’ll run away with me and just blow it.
This is the s**t I’ll take to my grave.
Tell me you’ll join me.
Tell me you will.
It’s our little secret.
No one else’ll even know.
It’s how it’s meant to be.

 

You’ve managed to get me to spill my guts.
And now you’re stuck with me.
Don’t tell anyone, but I know, you know, I know you want to.
You know, I know, you know I want to.
I know, you know, I know you want to.
So come come away with me and let’s just blow it.

 

Don’t you dare tell me I’m beautiful.
I might just believe you and there’s nothing worse than a smitten lunatic.
Don’t you dare tell a soul, because the only thing worse than a smitten lunatic is a heartbroken one.

 

Promise me you’ll take this to my grave.
It’ll be a mistake to let anyone know.
It’s how it’s meant to be.
But please don’t be another mistake.

 

You’ve managed to get me to spill my guts.
And now you’re stuck with me.
Don’t tell anyone, but I know, you know, I know you want to.
You know, I know, you know I want to.
I know, you know, I know you want to.
So come come away with me and let’s just blow it.

 

Let me hear a secret of yours and we’ll compare stories.
You know, I know, you know I’ll let you win if you’ll run away with me and just blow it.

 

© 2008 tasha!!© :o


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tasha!!© :o
tasha!!© :o

MONTY, CA



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i'm big on getting my heart broken, although i can't say i enjoy it much. 95% of what i write reflects horrid exes and hideous parents. they tend to be the fuel for my depression. i try not to write t.. more..

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