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Oct 2016
You don't hear my cries,
all I hear is lies,
thinking you were nice
whilst falling for those eyes.

Eyes bluer than the sea
so sinking it shall be,
held under by debris
from hearts of the lonely.
Jade Welch
Written by
Jade Welch  26/F/Dorset
(26/F/Dorset)   
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