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Jul 2013
Pretty for a fleeting glance
Frozen in a camera still
Light so perfect it covers up
Every flaw and scar

Smile so big it hides the truth
The truth of struggles endured
Hair blowing softly in the wind
Framing a perfect poker face

Hand on hip in confident stance
Behind cowers a failing heart
Bright and happy attitude
No one knows the game you play

The cards are drawn the deck is cut
The betting chips in place
Now or never read your clues
What risks will you take?
How I feel when in front of the camera
Roxy DeNoir
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Roxy DeNoir  Middle Earth
(Middle Earth)   
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