Things that you don’t want or need others to know and you have not let them be known. Untold.
You hold the key to your secrets because you don’t want them to be found out. Untold.
You hold your heart in your hands with a tight grip of death for fear if you open it, you’ll be hurt. Untold.
Your childhood past, your teenage pain, your outward smile to hide your inward frown. Untold.
Cloudy memories. Maybe what you remember are right maybe they’re what you were told. The real story will be forever. Untold.
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