I write about real things—no dungeons, no wizards—

I write about truth which knocked on my door.

Let me tell you truth’s not

What we’re all

Looking for.

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Truth was when I saw you—

Lies were my perception.

Truth was when you saw me—

Words were your deception.

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“No more lies” means you have to hide

Yourself better.

Pretend to believe, intend to deceive—

Your eyes softly crying

When you did not grieve.

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I write about real things—no dungeons, no wizards—

I write about truth which knocked on my door.

Let me tell you truth’s not

What we’re all

Looking for.

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Truth killed me more.