You twist my words
You make me wrong
You are a liar and a thief
I recognize you
The silence of reproach is your cloak.
You bought me for nothing
You sold me for less
You would destroy me
But I am useful still to you aren’t I
Your attraction has faded
Your devotion was fake
Your intelligence is against me
You never had my back nor considered my estate
Proud of yourself and puffed up
Like popcorn popped
Or a cheese puff, or soufflé
Full of air with no substance
I am disgusted with you
I regret I let you in
I want to put you out of my life
I hate you Satan, I hate you Satan
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