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False Truth

I'm crying for the girl within me
The one that cannot speak
Her lips sewn shut
By incestuous strings of false truth
I cry for her because she
Can't cry anymore
Her well has run dry

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400!!! Woo.

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  • Borntowriteforever
    August 9
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    I really like this one, I think its good the way you have it. You did a good job


  • Trapped Destruction
    August 8

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    First line, "with" - supposed to be "within"? Anyways, congrats on your four hundredth poem!!! Woo!!! lol I love you. I miss you. And I'm glad to have been able to see you today. And I'm glad that I was able to witness you post this checkpoint poem!