The Truth Be Told

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Saying I am upset

Isn't even half of what I feel

And when I started to cry

That's how you knew everything was real

I didn't want to accept it before

Because I couldn't feel my soul

Another stab in the back

Another bullet that left me cold

Another piece of glass

Part of the truth you left untold

Another blast of a gun

To my heart with nothing left to hold

Another cut to the wrist

That's keeping me busy this sleepless night

Another memory of you

And that god awful fight

When the secrets started to come out

I no longer knew who you were

Because once that music started playing

Everything I knew, was now unsure

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