Book of Secrets
She hides it in the rafters
Above the loft, where she sleeps
Its pages wet, with liquid pain
From all the tears she weeps
It's called the book of secrets
Written with her tears
She tries to hide what's hidden inside
The hurt, she's felt for years
Fragments of a little girl's soul
Taken, against her will
This book is full of silent screams
That time can never heal
"Daddy has a secret,
That he told me not to tell"
She writes at night by candle light
Her verse, of living hell
Written with pain and paper
Memories wrapped with thread
It should have been her diary
But a book of secrets, instead
She hides it in the rafters
Above the loft, where she sleeps
Its pages wet, with liquid pain
From all the tears she weeps
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