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I watched you through eyes with a veil.
I dared not to open them while you were there.
I watched, I waited, I grew agitated.
I dared not to look-
For I might tell.
My eyes glazed over;
I dared not to look while you were there…
Who was the poor girl lying there?
It was not me;
I am sure I would tell.
The demon would come to me at night.
I was sure that I was going to tell!
I looked away… I would not tell.
It was not me!! …