Tell me all your secrets, kind woman
Let them collapse upon my lap
Like little gems of twists and tales
So I can fill my vacant pad
Tell me all your troubles, my friend
You and I can make history
Though no-one will remember you
Past tomorrow’s headline frenzy
Hold not back on the juicy bits
So I can ride a wave of fame
All the way to the big, bad bank
Concealing the doubt and the shame
If you must know, I do not chose
To play this game of lose and lose
With this dogged passion, I am
Here lies your chance to be my muse
I could tell you my own stories
But I don’t think you would believe
For when you choose this life, its done
You’ve sold your heart to masses, thieves.
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Submission Name: Tell Me All Your Secrets
