That day you looked into my eyes
I didn't see it, see those lies
You said you loved me
then you left me
broken and shattered
like I never mattered
why did you waste my time
why did you waste yours
my love for you still endures
but I'm finally beginning to see
the ugliness wasn't from me
it was from a man with his own insecurities
who's ego needed to be fed by Penny's fake titties
you thought I didn't know
that you had fucked some ho
now you'll never see
the truest love, that was me
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Adrienne K.
Writer, crafter, wife, and mother. Aspiring author. Animal lover.
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