Dreadfully Honest

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By HangmanTheory

I’ve got to be careful with what I say, I’m feeling dreadfully honest, And I fear I might give something away. The truth is my best-kept secret, Especially since this truth will cause me so much pain. I could confess it with a cliché lyric, But isn’t that such a waste? Show me something free from the truth. They’ve all got the talent of confusion, But some renounce it more than others. Protect me; shelter me with an illusion, Some have a problem with living in general. Maybe there’s a shortage of ways to pass the time, And you keep your life going, With but a pathetic whine. Go away, bad feeling. Dear bad feeling, I say I’m through with you. Leave me now, Go and find someone new. Show me something permanent, And I’ll show you dissolution. I know that sounds miserable, But that’s just the impression I’ve got.

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January 4, 2006 02:20wishing_on_stars

This is amazing work