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Nov 2014
A man who grasps
only a beer
never to warm up his hand for
a lady.
He performs his aloofness to her
as she learns from his cold
tone.
Let him hate,
let him hate.

She calls and calls him for days.
He puts no effort to ever pick up.
She tries so hard to grasp attention
from his wandering eyes.
She doesn't yet know to
let him hate,
let him hate.

Men who are crass,
men who are despicable,
men who are self-absorbed
put in time for them.
Holding every problem between him and
a woman.

Women feel so hard
they bleed when they are hurt.
The blood she sheds from her hands
that never interlocked.
There is a time when women need to
let go.

She shall still feel,
she can't take no for a reply.
It is hard when she learns to just
let him hate,
let him hate.
Luna Casablanca
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