fag ash lil

 so this is it. my friend and I become enemies
 and not an enemy to love
 an enemy to hate
 no more of you in my life
 you are gone, finito bonito
 rule 8 and 11
 no looking back longingly
 and don't you even think
 of wafting your ugly aroma in
 my direction
 I wouldn't naturally be a projector
 more like a portable projection screen
 for anyone else
 I will project all the anger, grief, bitterness and resentment
 - you made me ill
 you have given me wrinkles and asthma
 and spots and issues
 you’ve given me anxiety and
 arguments of stupendous abound
 you have just disrupted my life
 now piss off and let me save some money - leech