A Hurtful Truth

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Crule words strike me through my heart.

A stinging truth as if a wasp happen to be angered with me.

Hearing those things is like a slap to the face.

With a bitter taste in my mouth,

I walk away,

preventing myself from spitting forth fire,

just as they had to me.

I remind myself not to stoop to their level,

even for a small victory.

I suppose honesty is the best policy,

but in the back of my mind I think:

If only they were honest, but kind.

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I love the song all fall down so I put it to the right.  OneRepublic rules!  BTW I don't have a crush on "him" anymore, that ended like as soon as my crush on him began.  Well bye!

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