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Forgive My Use of Honesty.

By , Lynnville, IN
We're not different.
Forget that:
you fight; I don't
you lust; I love
you steal; I don't
you giggle; I laugh.
Put aside the fact
you have sex
and I don't,
And, hey, we're the same.
We feel; we wish;
we forsake; we hope;
we cry; we bleed
-the color is even the very same;
we shoot; we miss;
we judge; we even freakin' dream.
We do it differently but
nonetheless we do it all the same.
I'd say we're sane, but
if I like a man like you
I'd have to say we both lie, too.





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