what’s truth?

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There is a river of blood that we both start

I came with one intention to build a home and three lives

I never knew

what I was to you

There is a river of tears that we both start

I left you with the intention to break what I never had

I never knew

what I was to you

There is an ocean of hate that you start

You came with a bloody knife to me and my child

I never knew that I’ll get hurt

to protect from a man that promised me a safe life

because I never had a clue

what I was always to you

There is a thunderstorm of gossip that you start

I came with my silence of life I never wished to have

Because, my darling, If I only knew

that you always saw me

like a tool.

There is a book of truth that I start

In one day you’ll read it, and will tear you apart

You’ll scream on the street your kind of truth

And you’ll never change

what I was to you

and you’ll try to run, to escape the truth

from the stitches of lies, you carry in your spine

and you will never, like a curse

see the truth

 

 

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