i know that you know <br />and i know that you know that i know <br /> <br />but we agreed on one thing after that night and following morning <br />no one's talking <br />we keep the dignity of silence, <br />the sorrow of more silence, <br />the sweetness of <br />nothing <br />at all <br /> <br />what's the use of telling you about what you know that i know? <br /> <br />will it serve the purpose of telling us <br />that there is something wrong <br />and that it should be stopped <br />or at least mentioned and <br />discussed and then corrected? <br /> <br />dare me. <br />you know what happens next. <br /> <br />i'll die.<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/our-secret-can-kill-us/
