Judgement Day
It's been quite a while now
since you first left me.
I'm not here to judge you,
but your presence still I see.
I can't call you a liar,
though you never tell the truth.
Deceptions your occupation.
I've got scars if you want proof.
Your closet's still quite full,
while my pocket's still quite bare.
The debts fill up the table,
absent of dining fare.
Your days of disappointment,
while mine are full of glee.
It's been quite a while now,
since you first left me.
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