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The Mock Praise

Hey, Congratulations, you are free!
Liberation from the trials, the sickness
And anything that has to do with me.
Congratulations, this is it!
You finally found the courage to swallow my tears
And call it quits.

Congrats, you really deserve a pat on the back-
But Did I ever care to mention
That
The biggest insult
Is when someone turns theirs on an inconvenient fact?
I guess I really do deserve this smack in the face
As I do recall I am the one who decided to disappear
In the very first place.
But there's the difference between you and I,
I�ll live in and for the fight
And you spend days trying to kill
What just won�t live
And what fails to die.

I called it love,
You named it broken friendship-
We all make mistakes
But in the end
It�s all what you make out of it.

And here we are,
Apparently at the very end
Your eyes scream distain
And my mouth still speaks as if to a friend.

Congratulations,
You struggled with the pain
And found
That it gets easier
Than it ever went down,
swallowing it all was not in vain.
Congratulations,
You have won,
But Sadly only the race
You K.O�d yourself in round one
in my ring where you could not face...
Congratulations, this is what you wanted!
You�re free of me
And all those awful things i haunted.
Congratulations!
Congratulations!
Congrats!
I truly mean it,
despite how much i truly
want
you
back.[/font]