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Jan 2015
In one ear, out the other.
I tell you the truth,
I don't mean to bother.
The truth may not sound
how you would like it to be.
It is ok to twist
but you never listen to me.

I quit!
I'm done!
Turning to whiskey and
***.
Holding my cigarette close
and my lighter holds the fire.
Think of me as a punk alright,
but I am NOT A LIAR!

You laugh,
you tease.
I demand you cease.
My difference is correct,
your judgement of how to accept is
wrong.
Waiting in vain for the moment
all my memories of your rudeness
are gone.

I'll say it once more,
unlike I did before.
I'll say it with grace,
I'll say it to your face.
Look me in the eye,
I do not intend to lie.
Theres the truth,
not my concern if you choose to be
aloof.

I know, I saw with my eyes.
You heard from me,
think twice before calling my words
lies.
Done with the tries
I'm breaking the ties.
These are hurtful stories
never lies.

Just try to listen,
you don't know what you are missing.
Luna Casablanca
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Luna Casablanca
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