The Bigamist
The Bigamist
I don't know what to call you
I can't conceive this pain
I'm alone in this nightmare that use to be my dream
Why would you do this
Why would you triangulate me in this sick game
Who gave you permission to be so vain
Your narcissistic tendencies and impetulant ways makes even the worst offenders heroes on a bad day
Your childlike calmaties and distorted ways are so unbelievable and hard to disdain
What kind of monster are you that takes the innocense of their prey
I despise you for convincing me that love was here to stay
Only to find out another was already in your life play
How dare you stand there arguing that everything is a sunny day
You have no business justifying this disarray
I can not forgive you for betraying me in this horrible way
I did not sign up for this so please just go far away
The bigamist downplays and betrays causing innocent bystanders their own doomsday
Toni Ann Wekstein
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