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Jan 2017
I tried to tell myself again,
but sometime along the way, I stuttered.
The words seemed scrambled
and I'm not sure if I heard what was uttered.
It's not really a big deal though.
I've been lying to myself so much
That I'm surprised I still notice.
I try to listen to what I touch.
The echos are still fading,
But never quite disappear.
Do they find it distasteful?
Yes i believe they are sincere.
In my dream I walked so far
That my lies could not travel with me.
Such a heavy burden had been lifted,
But realty had no such mercy.
Tommy Le
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Tommy Le  22/M/Montana
(22/M/Montana)   
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