These hands of mine are strong,
But there is so much I can carry.
Pain and strife are heavy holding,
But you must think I'm stupid,
For holding you
You were so dear
Till I found out my worst fear.
Truth is often hurtful,
Truth is often mean,
But the truth can help a lot
When it's just been seen.
I let you go,
Because the truth
Came out.
I let you fall,
Because the truth is
You lied.
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The Roads Taken
PoezjaLife is a series of trials and errors, One would like to say that we're perfect but we aren't. Humans are the only species to be perfectly imperfect, the imperfections that we dwell on in ourselves and in others tends to be the ones connected with t...