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Obfuscating were your words,
They struck me like some curse.
So finely they concealed your truth
And sheltered your soul uncouth.

But when my eyes matched with yours,
I realised you were tryin'
To hide your demons.
Because eyes never lie;
And since i know
It's where your demons hide.
-p.

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