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Sep 2015
Do not mistake my skin for a hide
Or my lips a ledge for your lies
My eyes try and be nothing but kind
But your love has left me blind
I wander, but will not be lost
I know your heart has its cost
But for now your fleeting being
Is leaving me without any meaning
I shall endeavor, but not stay
Not for next time, anyway
Lady Elle
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Lady Elle  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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