They fester and sore until they burst.
They warp your mind and crush your heart.
They say they are your friend and twist your words.
All the while waiting to strike.
They are quiet, and plant seeds in others.
They lay in wait in their filth.
The arrows pierce, and before you know it you are down.
The pain radiates through your being.
These secrets they keep
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