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Secrets Unkempt~ Collaboration With Simon Bromley

Secrets Unkempt~ Collaboration With Simon Bromley

Custodian to secrets unkempt
Spilt wholehearted contempt
Deafening silences resound
Spewed on ears impound

Trust a fragile virtue
Chaotic ruinous pursue
For tis a crying shame
Idle rumor a futile game

Squandered tongue in haste,
Bestows a bitter taste,
Burden entrusts wanton truth,
Loosened lips, pray forsooth.

Urge to eradicate counsel unfair,
Too many whispers enshroud and bear.
Paranoia β€˜neath rosy glasses,
Be glad whilst it passes.

Lost more than a word
Promise kept nary heard
Treachery a stigmata stain
Tethered by immoral chain

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Ella

WOW!!! Amazing! Loved every verse!

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Syd

Nice collaboration. It's something I've never done. You've pulled it off very well here.

- SydΒ 

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Simon Bromley

Thank you Syd i really enjoyed it.Β  All Lisas idea.

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Anonymo

A very solid collab here, nice work!

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Edward Williams

Cool writings . A lot to think about here .. a subject worth ediquite and worth of your eleganceΒ 

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sally

Amazing write you guys!
It's almost criminal to have two of the best poets here work togetherΒ  :)

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