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The Truth Is Him.


Its A Little Ridiculous Because I Don't Know He. I Don't Think I Have Any Strong Feelings But I Keep Thinking And He Makes Me Forget How I Feel About The Truth. The Truth Is All I Ever Wanted. Its All I Ever Thought About. But He Makes Me Forget. And When The Truth Speaks. The Words Its Spoken Aren't As It Should Be. I Want It To Make Sense But It Just Doesn't Anymore. I No Longer Focus On The Truth. He Is Now More Important. That's Why Its Ridiculous. I Don't Know He, I Know The Truth.
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AshleeGyles

I Am A 15 Year Old Sophomore Pittston Area Student, Who Likes To Write.

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