In the depths of despair, you hurt me once again,
A burden of agony, a confusion that won't wane.
Frustration and rage, a never-ending strain,
Our relationship shattered, a repercussion, my bane.
Taught to be subservient, my goals cast aside,
Who would want you? Only the dirtiest reside.
Through the groans, you'll realize your true worth,
Accusations of lies, abandoned, no mirth.
Pretending to care, but my friends flee,
No one gives a damn, no one sees me.
But amidst the darkness, there will be blood
Unleashing the pain within, escaping their "love"
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A Lady with a Pen
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