This whole romance that you've invented,
Is nothing short of dememted.
Expecting me to love you,
After everything you put me through.
How you expect me to hold your hand,
Pretend that you are still my loving man.
To mean you are nothing.
Just a waste of my time.
I told you from day one,
That I wasn't going to deal with your lies.
My love, get over yourself,
Stop trying to continue with this hell.
This whole romance that you've invented,
Is nothing short of demented.
So for that I am done,
Fare Thee Well,
And so long.
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@RavenDraeving
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