FORGOTTEN
Let me tell you lady ,
His door is closed ,
Through negative actions you became air .
He doesn’t care about nerves or circulation shared.
He was done with you when you installed monster close to your bed .
His cries for help you never cared ,
The little demons that you always sent
To pinch , to torture to undermine
Are dead .
And in his mind you were put to rest
So rest assure .
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