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Nov 2011
Life flashes through your very eyes,
when all thats left is pain inside,
so i close the door the last time today,
and leave this town, walking away,

when all youve ever done is lie,
how can i tell whats real inside,
as you constantly hide the truth,
as it drains out my youth,

i can see that it will never change,
for things have never felt so strange,
as i walk to the darkness with head held high,
and all i can do is close my eyes
Ben Fernekees
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   Ishita Bhatia
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