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You strive so hard
to bury that secret
like the deepest part
of earth it lied
in your heart.
You are more of a Rat
when it's caught
by its tail
and dashed
to the floor
when what
you concealed
is about to flow.
Why does it feel like
you committed a crime?
isn't it a free world even
for those in grime?
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