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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required THE SOLID TRUTH On the day I was born. Everyone put me on a petal stool. The Angel's played a trumpet horn. While everyone called me a ~precious jewel. Harps played! Doves flew! That's how my birth was displayed. As I got older ~ As I grew! My heart of gold started to fade. Sinking down in to the blues. I hide my thoughts under the shade. Wondering how one screw got lose. I removed the pin from my own grenade. Like TNT~ I lit my own fuse. Blowing myself away from your masquerade. My life has no buttons to defused.. My heart is twisted with barbwire as a barricade. I live this rotten life, no reason to hit the snooze. Sweating and letting the thoughts of revenge cascade. A level of rage and hate is my only muse. You camouflaged into a blonde beast with the eyes of jade. The truth has come out, with an unacceptable excuse. The solid truth, is like solid waste. A force of mean, turning a heart cold. Here's the truth do you want my new sour taste. Forget when I was sweet, when I was bold. I enjoy this new feeling of being out of place. The truth was told.. In your face. I laughed at the way it was all unfold. Walking with a smile~ one day you will die, and pay for what is owed. While I sleep at night with Glory.. You'll wake up everyday to my untold story. With the solid truth that lies have no end. Guilt will have everyone crying at my funeral. Wondering what happened to their "precious jewel. by;p.d.
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