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Sep 2014
He's got those hazel eyes
He's got the perfect lies
He makes the world go round
He's like a king just crowned

He stands front and centre
He'd never need a mentor
He has that natural swag
He makes me want to gag

He's everyone's everything
But they don't see a thing
They don't see his cruelty
Or his true dishonesty

He may seem just perfect
But that's incorrect
He's a thorn to a rose
Its his true pose

Yet he somehow thrives
I don't understand how he survives
His life isn't independent
Yet it seems so splendid

He always lies and cheats
And always somehow repeats
He makes my life so difficult
So much so, its makes me see every fault

- E.A.F
Elizabeth Fruin
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Elizabeth Fruin  27/F/Durham
(27/F/Durham)   
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