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May 2014
The truth may hurt
But the good that comes out of it
Trumps all pain
Bring it on, I'm ready for it
As long as it clears up the mess in my head
The unanswered questions
And the confusing lies
Will all be resolved with the truth in time
Certitude will help me to heal
All the ideas that I thought were real
© Emily 2014
Written by
Emily  Austin
(Austin)   
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