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Nov 2014
She knows too much.
You can see it in her eyes.
Haunted by the future,
stalked by the past,
she hides in the present.

The demons, they come,
for she tries to save the doomed.
They judge her with their hollow eyes,
and empty void for souls.
The visionary is an inconvenience.

One such demon came to her,
sensing the misery in her soul.
Seductive words and exploiting weakness
You know you cannot save them all
Forget what you have seen, visionary.

*Won't it hurt less ?
The visionary never forgets.
Liz And Lilacs
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Liz And Lilacs  America
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