Your Faults Forever Displayed

Your acting may have been well played
but I see through your masquerade.
No matter how well you evade
your cleverness will surely fade
as I rain on your parade
with my truthful serenade.
In your heart I will invade
as I see the tears cascade.
Your little punishment must be paid.
Stop playing games, this is no arcade.
I hope your trip has been well stayed
for your leaving won't be delayed.
Pay for the mistakes you've made!
I don't care if you're afraid!
Do as you're told, you won't persuade
me any longer, I won't trade.
Your little offers I will dissuade
for I am the last you have betrayed.
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This poem is about a person that is fed up with being lied to and toyed with.