Sunday, April 20, 2014

fall into the wrong hands


The secrets in handphones
Everyone keeps a record
The walking sound in the mind
Fall into a wrong hands....

This is the thing
The secrets never run
The days of dark clouds
In the minds so to speak

The passages flow
The owners will cry silently
Of the things they have done
It will not be a secret..

The mystery at one time
Now it never says it will
The secrets never run
The thunder roll in the mind


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