Truth from Keri

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The words yoy wrote. The feelings of one.
I've been thinking hard, love was not in the note.
Trying to visualize what the words meant
I see it with my own eyes that were burnt.
Surprise it's what was printed with hate.
No twisted arms, no favor made.
I have no idea of how to keep my feelings
Secret.
Having to work, and partake without
Secrets.
AT least I now know the truth, and
What becomes you.
Behind your mask, I now know
What is true.