Hidden

It’s buried, it’s hidden,

nowhere you will find

the answer to the riddle

veiled in mists of time.

 

There’s no point

in you asking

for you will never find

where my secret’s hidden

buried in my heart.

 

Where prying eyes can’t find it

and cackling tongues can’t tell

the hidden, guilty secret

I have kept so well.

 

A response to the Daily Post Discover Prompt

 

 

 

 

 

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