My soul was lost in a frozen hell.
My body has long since been vacant.
My hallow corpse and rotting flesh
Are proof that I do not fake it.
I am me and that's what you know.
I wear all my faults on my sleeve.
I bear my emotions proudly.
My corrupted heart doth bleed.
My burning affection is clear,
My gayness shown to the world,
My mental instability bore calmly,
My body is no longer curled.
I am flat out and open,
I shall never lie to you.
To you all I make a promise:
Everything I am is true.
And your thoughts are...?
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Everything we are is a truth and everything we are is a lie, what fools we mortals be, but this poem is golden, keep it flowing
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