Please
Don't hide behind your walls
muffling your whispers
weaving lies through those I know.
Don't then turn to me,
your swift tongue wrapping pretty parcels
of harmless remarks,
a mask hiding your face, your true feelings.
Face me.
Yell at me.
Let your mouth run freely,
throwing daggers,
shouting words,
echoing words.
I don't care.
Just don't embroider your lies
your rumors
into my life.
Don't smile at me.
Face me.
I don't bite.
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...usually 
...anyways... ...I'm not sure...
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