End the friendship,
Sever the ties.
You filthy hypocrite,
And your equivocally filthy words!
Twist and turn your stories
Like knives on backs.
I’m through bending over backwards
Just so you won’t let go.
But you’re so willing to break necks, friend…
Friend? What does that even mean for you nowadays?
I got some and you’ll have none.
If you keep your anger and your hate—
People will surely leave you behind.
You want domination or whatever…
You’re losing our trust and respect,
And for what?
Broken promises, betrayal, selfishness—
The Coldest Story Ever Told.
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