I have been told that I have the gift of gab,
like my Mother.
But all I have done is keep secrets,
all of my life,
bound to secrets.
Secrets to keep from my Mother,
from my Father,
from the righteous judgement
of the followers and the listeners.
But nobody told,
but only told me,
the boogie man is in your house
get out of the house,
he is IN the house
get out now
GET OUT!
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