secrets – Mercedes Moore

The Ocean

The mysteries you hold… the secrets left untold buried within you

Guilty

Blinded desire Numbing pleasure Tickled secrets Dark intentions Blinding possession Numbing illusions Tickled fantasies Dark and guilty.

I see the looks You try to hide Puh-lease I’m not blind. Save me the lies I see right through The wall you try to hide behind. How about you tell the truth This time I’d rather know what’s on your mind Then watch you mask it behind Your fake eyes.