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Oct 2013
Behind the eyes,
That tell such lies.
Does she despise,
The life she hides?

When she does think.
Of the life that she keeps,
The claws they sink,
Into her skin deep.

She severs ties.
She's lost,
She's cried.
Does she abide,
Behind the eyes?
Lyz Elysian
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Lyz Elysian  20/F/America
(20/F/America)   
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   ---, Alaska Young and Md HUDA
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