How many times do I need to be told?
He doesn't want me, just what I can give
How many lies, to my ears they are old.
Is this really how he expects me to live?
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The sorrow cascades from her chin; drenched in deceit.
Once precious moments now waterfalls of humiliation.
Waves of passion ebb and flow.
Drowning in the depths of his reality.
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