Andthatisnotalie
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lie your so casual, how you dance around in my mind finally tripping out my mouth like broken melody's
like shattered vowels cutting through my teeth
where is your manners?
I could tell you,
As I have seen many sixteen year-old girls tell others,
That my smile covers the tears I’m hiding inside.
That would be a lie.
I’m confused.
