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Feb 2015
When all you ever wanted was for people to see you as you hope,
the information you gave got out of hand.
Lead to backing off and walking away.
Blocking out and avoiding being near.
When all you feel is the need is to just say what is on your mind.
Forget it.
They can care, but want nothing of it to deal with.
They care for me, not my baggage.
Insecure I'll always be
open will have to go.
Private I am now to be,
let them stare at my expressions on my fading face.
I just can't care anymore.
Go from subliminal need to out there private.
I care for their comfort, they don't need to care for my
negativity.
I can care for that all on my
own.
Luna Casablanca
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Luna Casablanca
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