Divorce
Divorce
Blinded by the dream, ignoring the rust
Ramshackle bridges are now burned to dust
Years of effort gone to waste
Keeping a smile near my face
Deaf to my awareness and strength
Putting me back in the kitchen at any length
Polishing your plastic award and crown
Top marks for keeping me down
I may be beaten but the fight isn’t over
For me to love myself and start over
It’s not me, it’s you
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