Forgiveness

So you win again, old friend;

shaming me with your lies.

Twisting my loyalty and love

to shape my own demise.

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It’s the hardest act to realize:

the one I play as the fool.

But with clarity comes role-shedding

and choosing to end this duel.

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Though let it be known to you

I won’t walk away silent,

nor forgive with, “oh, it’s okay,”

for I have a larger intent.

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Because karma is my friend

I gossip to when drunk with pain,

demanding proper retribution

the moment I drop your name.

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“We sin and God forgives,

so party on,” as you say,

but that cycle of redo

is no longer the game I play.

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And while I hold the desire

to lower our spiteful debt,

know full well that to forgive

does not mean to forget.

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I cannot take your plea for peace

to replay this song—“avoid drama.”

Just learn from your doings, for once,

before you meet my friend, karma.

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So allow me to make my entrance

and declare this dragging party over.

Because I won’t be shamed again

and I like me better sober.