The TruthA Poem by The Pain Stays Fresh
You say I'm wrong.
How can I be wrong? No one knows you better than I do. I don't like being lied to. Please tell me the truth.
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AuthorThe Pain Stays FreshAlma, ARAboutI'm a total black sheep. I love reading, writing, talking, music older than I am, and watching old westerns on rainy days. I prefer writing stories and short poetry. You'd think by reading some of my.. more..Writing
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