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Is the truth important?

Is the truth what you want?

Can you accept it?

Well, I know I can't

 

 

The truth is you're not here

The truth is your away

The truth is you just left me

The truth is you took your own way

 

 

But is the  truth the trustful truth?

And are you really gone? 

Did you really say goodbye

And has the darkness won?

 

 

I know you won't

I know you can't

Leaving me

That isn't what you want!

 

 

That's why I take you with me

You're deep inside the bard

And when someone asks: where's Xena?

I'll tell them you're in my heart

 

 

So is the truth a trustful truth?

No, it will never be

You're never a dead girl

You've become just a part of me

This poem is specially made for the boy who made my whole school cry (January, 28 2002)

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