Sometimes I say things, in the heat of the moment, lost in the emotion.
And when I look back on what I said, I can't remember if it was a lie.
Like seeing something out of the corner of your eye.
I honestly don't know if my words were truth at all.
Make sense?
No. It doesn't to me either.
But I hope more than ever before, that to you I spoke the truth.
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Author:
DD. (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Thinking of adding more to this or writing something else on this subject. Let me know what you think. As always, thanks for reading x
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