I have reached a point
Whereby i don't want to hear
Anything from you
I am driven to the edge by
your untold stories
I am done listening to
your sweet coated lies
They taste sour and make
Loud noise more than an empty tin
If you want us to talk
Tell me what i deserve to know
You either hurt me with the truth
Than comforting me with your
endless lies
©malebo
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