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Aug 2018
You call me a demon, like I'm the one wearing a mask.
Yet, have you looked around you, have you seen the truth behind your secret path?
Have you walked MY path and seen MY eyes?
Have you seen the death that I haven't seen and been told LIES?

You call me a DEMON, have you not looked in a mirror.
But is that your true face, that hides behind a DIAMOND figure
Does it make you see clearer?
All you see is yourself, but all I see is a lier.
That hides behind faces upon faces, that hides behind colored pictures
Cylia
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Cylia  23/F
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