truth is: i will be the only one who truly knows the truth; here's to memories he threw down the drain and the words he posts for the world to see that tell me exactly where i now stand
the truth
words that singe themselves into my head,
words that tell me im not dead;
just broken.
words that come from mouths well fed
the words that hurt me;
haunt me till im dead.
if he only knew,
if only;
if he knew the truth.
Poetry by montana
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Written on 2012-05-12 at 10:50
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