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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