Under Our Rug
Under the rug it goes
So nobody else will know
Under the rug it goes
Safe, beneath trodding toes
Under the rug is safe
For an unspoken mistake
Under the rug there’s pain
And spitted, rotten, distain
Under the rug where secrets travel
The fibers insure, nothing unravels
Copyright © Megan McGill | Year Posted 2024
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