Hiding My Pain Rondine

Hiding my pain away silent 
but there's no way to run from you;
Precious moments that we  accrue 
you read me well with this time spent;
I don't know if I can prevent 
being drawn into your virtue;
Hiding my pain;
Keeping my distance from torment
even though I know that you're true;
Sitting as still as a statue 
it's easier to turn from it;
Hiding my pain.
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