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I lied
I cried
I did hide
Behind smiles dyed
You always decide
I abide
The dreams inside
I have freeze-dried
How do I confide
What is inside
When my feelings undyed
Are denied
As passions collide
And we divide
Do not deride
I am no bride
Something died
Though I tried
With my pride
I now reside.

– Shail Mohan (Jan 2009)