The Truth

by Clonjey   Apr 12, 2006


Stop, drop, and roll.
I'm on fire.
Losing all control.
I'm a liar.

Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
What I had said,
Is just not true.

I do not like you.
It Was true.
I don't just like you.
I love you.

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