BY: Shelbi Henny
Secrets embody the reality of the fall how simple it has been to keep the formality of it all binding into critical law I was helpless carrying scars of wanting more I realize that nothing is as it seems in hopes that things was real feeling so comfortable I would have never known that deception was at the front door banging into repetitive notions I said before the chronicles of us began and though I can not explain we were once so close now so far I find myself analyzing the truth and replaying the signs overthinking the situation I wonder if I want to deal and I hate that I can't find the analogy to face these repercussions
shelbi confessions 
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