Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Poetry

I hope you taste the sarcasm
That bites through every sentence
So can you please, drop to your knees
And ask for your repentance?

What you did was hateful
Cruel, distasteful, mean
Yet when I snap back and hurt you
I'm the one who's obscene.

I won't stand around and take damage
Or let you shove me down
It's taken me long enough
To finally come around.

Now I'm done with all your crap
I won't take it anymore
All our fights ever can do
Is leave my mind feeling sore.

So goodbye
Walk away
I don't need
Stress today

If you've nothing to say
Then go, have a good day.

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