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Oct 2013
She was there without a care
what witness to heartless fortitude
a fake feels real but was not
it was my mistake

I saw her coming but did not see it
the mist of my mind kept me in denial
people tried to awake me from my trial
but I kept in denial

until the fake revealed my fate
like a rat from hell
I could smell the fake
without hate I wake
Written by
Phil  Kent
(Kent)   
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