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Jan 2014
Her hair
Those eyes
That smile
My lies
They leak
but they lead
to conversation
If I'm not mistaken
you might be..
..But we'll see

His laugh
Those dark brown eyes
The way he smiles
I'ts real
I feel..

I feel her Soft Silk Skin
Against mine
I'm blind
I'ts dark
I can't find.
The time
To explain..

This pain
never again
those lies
I'm not that guy.
Cheekysoap
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