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"i can see it in your eyes, that it's a lie about where you were on Saturday night.

i can smell his touch, know exactly where his hands caressed your body.

i can see the light in your eyes, i notice it flicker when you are with me.

i can't help but let you go-because i know it's a lie about where you were on Saturday night"

-k.v.

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