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May 2016
My honesty is brutal
Like me, honesty is a killer
Honesty stains my hands like blood
And I wear it like a mask

You wanted the truth
I gave it to you
I'm sorry it's brutal,
*But I don't care
Here it is. An inescapable truth about yours truly
Written by
Viseract  21/M/Adelaide
     Anthony Pierre and Glass
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