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Confessions of a secret teller

I’m constantly paranoid that your yapping behind my back
all the secrets that i tell you, your keeping them on track
 
You might as well have a notebook to scribble down all i confess
so that you can tell all your proper friends that i am a walking mess.
 
I used to be your best friend, we were once joined at the hips
All the secrets that we shared were sealed behind our lips
 
But like an iceberg we broke away, and drifted far apart
Our trust was broken, shattered, just like my lonely heart.
 
So when i tell you secrets, whispers that shouldn’t be told
You gossip to all your new made friends, “sanity she couldn’t hold”
 
So now you see my worries, that wake me in the night
The cause of my worthless, emotional pain and its crushing me so tight
 
I thrust open the medicine cabinet and stare at the method  i would choose
To silence all the bitchiness, to take away my blues
 
So now i ask you bestie, in this last letter i will write
Will you blab to all your friends that i killed myself tonight

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