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Am I read so easily? Do I display my emotions so clearly? My soul, do I bear so blatantly? Can I hide nothing?    I am transparent.             I am no liar.                         In fact, I'm terrible. My truth, too honest                     my appeasement, obvious        my distaste, too obvious            my pains, apparent                       my joy, over-joyous I am predictable in my crooked hypocrisy. I am unconvincing despite my conviction. I am a lack of words in a serious discourse. All along and I didn't know it. love me          hate me kiss me          **** me I would.
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Nov 23, 2013
Nov 23, 2013 at 5:10 PM UTC
like the last of the leaves on the trees
Am I read so easily? Do I display my emotions so clearly? My soul, do I bear so blatantly? Can I hide nothing?    I am transparent.             I am no liar.                         In fact, I'm terrible. My truth, too honest                     my appeasement, obvious        my distaste, too obvious            my pains, apparent                       my joy, over-joyous I am predictable in my crooked hypocrisy. I am unconvincing despite my conviction. I am a lack of words in a serious discourse. All along and I didn't know it. love me          hate me kiss me          **** me I would.
~A.S.K.
vagabond
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vagabond
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Nov 23, 2013
Nov 23, 2013 at 5:10 PM UTC
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