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May 2014
The few times
I've seen you recently
(Thrice, I think)
I have had to lie to him
About it.

And it's hilarious,
Really,
Because you always said
I was **** at lying,
But I think that

It's just because
You
(Even today, when we don't talk)
Know me painfully well;
Better than anyone.

You and me;
Our souls are the same.
So we both know
When we lie
And I hate

That I don't think
Anyone will
Know me
So well
Again.
Natalie Clark
Written by
Natalie Clark  St Andrews
(St Andrews)   
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