if truth could tell

truth is what we never say

lock and key

keeping safe for some other day.

and when the time is right

the person on the other end

is lost and out of sight.

and when he looks in your eyes

there’s only goodbyes

only pain and wonderings

of what might have been..

and when the moment pass

and the lock is under key

again

the truth is gone and hoping

to come out…someday

and truth is lonely

waiting wondering wishing

if only truth could tell itself

if only i could tell…

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