The Mystery

by Kristel   Jul 27, 2006


A mystery is no more,
When you solve it.
A mystery is like love,
When you have a secret crush.
It's a mystery that hides,
Deeply inside your heart.
It waits to unfold,
To the one you love.
The secret is kept,
The secret is concealed,
The secret is buried within,
The secret becomes obvious,
Then the secret is known,
But unlike a mystery the love keeps going on.

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