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Jun 2017
Tell it to me straight.
Spin me no fancy tales.
Let it come easily without
Stops
If it doesn't I'll accept it
Don't change it to
Fit your plans.
Move on
Let it be
Don't sow seeds of disharmony
Let it be.
Tell it to me straight.
Don't tie fancy ribbons 'round
I don't care if ***** messy
Naturally speak.
I request honesty
Please give that to me.
That being said ----
I understand if you cannot
Just don't lure
Me
With false hope.
Let it go
Let it go
Move on.
Does truth even exist Anymore? If so, what is It?
Ash Slade
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Ash Slade  27/Non-binary/CT
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