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why you’re even here. But let’s play a little truth or dare before I decide to run and disappear.</p><p id="eb95"><b>Truth</b></p><p id="abfe">The truth? The truth is that I do know what to tell you. My words are not dead, just in hiding. I’m just not sure that my other truths are worth providing.</p><p id="2036"><b>Dare</b></p><p id="4707">I haven’t been one to dare, It’s daring that did me wrong. But it’s time for me to move and not just stare, It’s time for me to answer you even if I don’t feel strong.</p><p id="b47b"><b>Truth and Dare</b></p><p id="d0d2">I do know what to tell you. And I do know that you’re asking. I won the staring contest with my fears, I dare mys

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elf — my truths I no longer will be masking.</p><div id="fb44" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/poetry-competition-at-the-lark-publication-b88c7e00882"> <div> <div> <h2>Poetry Competition at The Lark Publication</h2> <div><h3>The Lark is hosting a poetry competition for the best poem</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*KVQqQgCrMFNT8czE)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

Daring the Truth

A poem

Photos taken by author — Daring yourself out of the darkness and into the light of truth

I don’t know what to tell you. Or whether you’re even asking. I’m in a staring contest with my fears, and I am not one for multitasking.

I don’t know what to tell you, my words went sour and rotten. Long before I dreamt you in existence, I had a life that’s neither forgiven nor forgotten.

I don’t know what to tell you, And why you’re even here. But let’s play a little truth or dare before I decide to run and disappear.

Truth

The truth? The truth is that I do know what to tell you. My words are not dead, just in hiding. I’m just not sure that my other truths are worth providing.

Dare

I haven’t been one to dare, It’s daring that did me wrong. But it’s time for me to move and not just stare, It’s time for me to answer you even if I don’t feel strong.

Truth and Dare

I do know what to tell you. And I do know that you’re asking. I won the staring contest with my fears, I dare myself — my truths I no longer will be masking.

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