The Truth That Defines Me
There is always hesitation that comes right before the truth can come out.
So that all that comes out is a soft sigh.
And then a conversation that seems heartless.
My friend will leave with a sense that there is a void within me.
I will leave with relief as I whisper my secrets to myself.
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