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Jul 2016
My good heart and my double life,
my mania and my intriguing depression,
my kindness and the business I am to give away,
nobody is perfect, how dare you say you are compared
to my mistakes and all I don't know.

Your actions are remembered for my characters, plots,
and scripts.
Your words of disbelief and condescending remarks are
the famous lines I create and monologues I stay up until
4 am writing furiously.

So,
you can be mean, cruel, and you have no need to accept.
You can hate, be appalled, and have no intentions of liking
me.
I am who I am, you are who you are.
If you do what you did, you get what you got.
You will see my evil eye for the first time in your life
as I close my notebook and put it in my backpack.
I will walk away with confidence,
and I look forward to seeing you looking nowhere but
down.
What I have become as a creator.
Not mean,
but letting out my inner
demons.
Luna Casablanca
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Luna Casablanca
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