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why


why do I see something in his eyes,

Suspect that he lies,

About where he is,

Where he goes,

No one knows,

Coming home late,

Debates turn into fights,

Lasting all night,

Screaming, crying,

Is this right?

Is it me, or is it meant to be, 

When I see something in his eyes,

See past the lies,

To the girl,

To his real world,

And realise, she's not the " other girl"

I am.

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