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Dec 2011
Red-rimmed faces often betray
The vices of a lonely night
Calm is strong but so surreal
Are the gestures of those so placid
Sunken traces and fallen graces
Give truth to lies where you have tried
To cover and hide broken scars and fresh mars
Unspoken threats become promises of regret
And I am beginning to miss the glimmer
Of hope now left to dissipate
As one love kills another
Once again I'm left to care
For a blank and broken stare
Clear eyes are my disguise
For the drug you are
To me
Liz Anne
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