In the depths of my diary
Thoughts I hide so the world can't see
Never spoken, will not be read
Legion the things wish I had said
Lock up my dreams and once again
Pour out my soul with ink and pen
Fantasies, words that were not risked
Memories of your lips unkissed
Here is truth, when I speak it's lies
Keeping these secrets I despise
On pure white page, once more impart
Fragments dark of my smothered heart
Thoughts on leaving teaching
13 years ago

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