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Submitted:Feb 24, 2012 Reads: 12 Comments: 1 Likes: 1
thou doth no lies conceal behind thine eyes
thine essance spills from thine lips
just from thine name being whispered in a crowd
how holds you anything?
doth thou forget i can see all of thine secrets?
alas, i privy concider maybe they are better left unspokeith
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