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Jul 2015
I can see it in your eyes
they speak of you
They glisten bright in the dark
and you shadow speak the loudest
to eyes of many you are a heroine
in my view you are a loser

But what happens when we fall in love
caress and make love
Yet you extort yourself
you seem gentle like a dove
but a cheap stripper you are

Words spread like wild fire
all you claim am a liar
but truth always tear heart into pieces
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voyager
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