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Stubborn Soldier


So tell me,
 
 
How does it feel to be ripped of your pride?
The power that defined your stride,
Now, that you've lost your government tag?
The only source of delighted brag?
 
 
There wasn't much from the beginning,
Was there?
Arrogance, such depth in personality,
Was there?
 
 
I now say farewell,  
as you break, oh well.
 
 
With all those righteous lies you've tormented me with,
To karma, I left, to handle you with.
 
 
Now,  you sit in your ragged chair,
no longer a throne, to treat others without a care.
To get a kick,
Nothing left but to fix
 
 
Yourself.  
 
 
Manipulating,
Mocking,  
Deteriorating,
How you forsaken others.  
 
 
Now
 
 
Mocking, deteriorating, forsaking yourself.
Sipping on beers, in pity, by yourself.  
 
 
I hope you learn the way you treated
Others so low, and how conceited  
You were, and admit.
For others to speak, you permit.
The damage you cost, and repent.
Accept your responsibility as a parent.
 
 
I'll be waiting for you.
 
 
 
 
 
Written by ChocoLaaTTe
Published | Edited 30th Apr 2024
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