How much of my secret?
How much of me?
I kept pouring out my heart
You and I both pretending
That you wanted to know
That our connection was ascending
Answering questions never asked
Giving you the darkest parts untold
History of damage, hurt, betrayal
Few made privy to the story’s unfold
How much of my secret do you get to keep?
Refusing all that’s been discarded
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