The burden is mine to bear, mine alone.
For he shall find another to submit to his carnal needs,
And I am scarred forever.
Prominent scars on hands and legs, from attempts to end my life,
Secret scars from loving him the way he wanted to be loved.
What does he care?
What difference shall it make now?
Used and discarded again.
For the day he finds another,
I will no longer be important.
His ego will not let him return,
Too obsessed with matters of pride,
Yes, pride, the same thing that destroyed me,
It shall destroy him too.
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