The Vault
A secret is a stone you swallow
A heavy thing that makes you hollow
It sits beneath the ribs and stays
A ghost that haunts your brightest days
You think it’s locked, you think it’s deep
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A promise that you’ll always keep
But secrets breathe, and secrets grow
They have a truth you’ll never know
Until you find the hidden key
That telling one will set you free
Not to the world, but to your heart
Where every healing has its start




