Secret In The Dark
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Bernard F. Asuncion
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Your throb and her heartbeat pulsate in rhyme
yet your minds thought of something very wrong;
insisting that the night is the right time
to let you taste the weakness that's so strong.
Till you savor the joy of peak to climb;
only to regret what you've waited long.
Why would she ever embrace you again?
Didn't you know that link is hard to trim?
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