to say im sorry
would be a lie,
im much too selfish,
to even try.
but its all right,
i like to laugh
in the face,
of human wrath.
you can yell
i do not care,
in fact i smile
at the frown you wear.
and now your gone,
from my world,
I've forgotten you,
as time unfurled.
so go and stomp,
just like a child,
slam that door,
your mood is mild.
And i will say,
what you said to me
what i almost forgot,
now that I'm free:
"Just go outside
to fight over your lies,
and who ever is wrong
is the one who cries."
Have fun forgetting
these last ten years,
I wish you luck,
and forty beers.
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