indescretion.
Curiosity. I let it get the best of me.
I want you close. You're an enemy.
Some find me coy...or secret-keeping.
Trustworthy to those who trust me with their thinking.
I fend for myself & I care for you.
I'm not a liar, but I don't tell the truth.
I'm the foundation, so what's underneath?
Scars of your youth & your first adult teeth.
Don't tell your mother what happened today.
Tell me, I promise that I'll never say.
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