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Feb 2019
Lips are not the only playground for liars
Their eyes are holding back storms
Like cauldrons brewing lightning
With such a high voltage
To shock you so suddenly
You will forget there ever was
A word named truth
Written by
Pyrrha  18/F/Texas
   ---, Henry Lampad, --- and freebird
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