Keith Otten


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Secrets
  ...you're a spoiled child getting a talking to

There’s a secret life for every man
Who's tried to hold some girl's hand, and ended up in no man's land
Treading water, lost at sea -
A drowning version of the man he'd like to be

What would you give if you could throw away your secrets?
What would you live if you could give up anything?

There's a little part of every man
That turns to ice and fire and dies when he is made to live a lie
Hoping silently to hide
All embarrassment and frailty aside

It's a balled up fist you walk into
You're a spoiled child getting a talking to
It's a secret punch line, and the joke's always on you....

What would you give if you could throw away your secrets?
What would you live if you could give up anything?

There's a secret smile held in reserve
For every lusty smile you hope for, but you don't get in return
In the mirror shining true
Meaningless without someone to give it to

It's a secret thought you wish you never knew
You're a spoiled child getting a talking to
It's a secret punchline, and the joke's always on you....



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