Jokers and Demons
I'm tired of giving you the benefit of the doubt.
I'm tired of pretending to look through a blind eye.
It's finally come time to just cut you out.
Listen close to what i say, and you should know why.
You call yourself a friend; you obviously are not.
You treat those around you like they are utter shit.
You pretend to care, but you lie with each spoken thought.
You are irritating, and arrogant; an immature twit.
You think your actions and words are never wrong.
You're not only a mooch, but a liar and a thief.
It feels so good to be writing this after so long;
Burning these bridges brings me such relief.
I really can't thank you enough, "friend."
Thank you for letting me see what happens,
Now that we've both brought about this end,
And I can be rid of all my Jokers and Demons.
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