for a reason ; i dont wish to hate you,
nor banish you to eternal hell.
cux i dont wanna carry you around.
cux i dont wanna allow you to determine how i shood go on living.
i just want this all this to end;
and hopefully blowaway like any other.
till ur like a distant memory.
i wish you all the best in everything you do;
cux you'd prolly need the luck more than i do.
it slightly comforts me ;
at the thought of what pathetic soul you are,
and your diminishing confidence ; somewhat or rather a boost to my ego.
then again; i'm determined not to be mean nor snigger/gloat at your misfortunes.
i hope life treats you kind; like she's shown me grace.
i hope when karma comes around; you'll know her face.
god bless you-
the father. the son . the holy sprit. amen.
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