And then I came here.
thrown in a room with another
you, the four of you.
brand new minds to
mold.
tell you anything i want to mold you here
tweak and
twist
the truth so i am new.
but out goes the truth.
and in truth.
i am finally being true.
i tweaked and twisted out of my old lies
a month
or so
later i know that you all care.
i dont feel
the same surface pointed piercing judging
that the old ones wielded.
so i opened up for real.
the real
i dont really know
but here's whats real
and now on month four,
i care for you all.
so i cant tell you whats
true
real
now
hurting
Nov 25, 2013
Nov 25, 2013 at 12:48 AM UTC
And then I came here.
thrown in a room with another
you, the four of you.
brand new minds to
mold.
tell you anything i want to mold you here
tweak and
twist
the truth so i am new.
but out goes the truth.
and in truth.
i am finally being true.
i tweaked and twisted out of my old lies
a month
or so
later i know that you all care.
i dont feel
the same surface pointed piercing judging
that the old ones wielded.
so i opened up for real.
the real
i dont really know
but here's whats real
and now on month four,
i care for you all.
so i cant tell you whats
true
real
now
hurting
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