a mind that is not my own
in a place that is not my ownin a mind that is not my own
smokeing something that is not my own
loveing love one that is not my own...
hidden truth will soon be reviled...
the lies grew deeper the truth will never come to surface
being blunt is something you don't do but when it comes to things bothering you you the truth kind of seeks through.
not letting the truth hurt is such a challenge and such a barggen
letting the truth slip a way cnd trying to run fater it lets you slip a way ...
chatching your self before you let go
let go of
everything
every one
everything you hold dear to yo
just slips away
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