I just want you to know that I don't hate you anymore. There is nothing I could say that I haven't thought before.
Torn apart, thrown to the floor, left to die on the stairs like a whore.
Arguments over bullshit, lies for no reason, I laughed so hard when I found out that your child was conceived during a threesome.
Karma is a bitch and I know it was never me. Thank God that I left you and since then I've been free.
The scars on my face that you left behind, only fuel me to help others to not be so blind.
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