Liar, Cheaters, and Hypocrites...Oh My!

To my face you twist your words like vines of ivy,
make them look like gold, then you spread your lies behind me.
I thought you had my back, but as much as you denied it you never meant that.
Now you ask that I forgive, but in my heart God's mercy does not live.
I hate the person that you have become, yet love the person that I have won,
Through my encounters with the likes of you, I have been born anew...

I can write again and I guess that is the best part of our break up so thanks...Gabe.


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