hidden

Maybe we’re not so different,
You and I.
I keep my secrets
just like you kept yours.
I take what I can,
When I can,
Where I can.
My moves controlled by the hand
That I want to feed.
I keep my time open,
Waiting,
Wanting,
The secret little piece of pleasure
That I give up all else for.
My life in limbo.

I am there now,
Where you once were.
And we are not so different
Except that MY secrets…
They never hurt anyone
But myself.

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