A Lovely Day to Repent

It’s a lovely day to repent,

from all the false goodness you exude . . .

You ooze that sickening, saccharine lie from your very pores.

Somehow you still find the time to be offended,

by those who have called you out . . .

By those who just don’t care (they have no damns to give);

these people scare you.

They are everything you are not

and nothing at all.

Cheers, my dear!

I’ll always be sure to forget you.


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