Three Little Words
Hold them deep inside
Or else they will escape,
Hide them with a hard control
Until its time to wake.
Doubt and fear surround it
It’s desperation’s breath
The deadliest of poisons
Another tiny death.
For it’s a painful lesson
When brought about too fast
So guard them like a jealous man
Or it will never last.
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