Asking for honesty

When I can keep crying and shove a pistol through my heart

My words become like medicine

Hard to swallow

Never spoke any lies

But still they weave round my words like spies

Fake smiles

Judging eyes

Im in the corner now

Shrivelling friendships

Searching for fucking honesty


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