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Nov 2014
I look into your brown eyes
past your tight-lipped smile
and see a growing hardness
below the surface
You can't hide something
from someone who's already found it
You're just tired of being alone
and God knows I am too
but I'd rather sleep that way
than with you
JDG
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JDG  Ohio
(Ohio)   
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