I am his wife; I never acted like a trick.
If he plays me again, I'll end him real quick.
I tried to be nice and just let him go.
He was conniving; he took my very soul.
Never knew destruction was his final goal.
He cannot see my ever gapping hole.
He wove lies but for who's benefit?
Things are not ever as he would present.
I wish he'd stop his ridiculous nonsense.
I'm exhausted by his lack of conscience.
I shout "Away with you, no excuse for this."
It can't remain this feverishly intense.
He is the only fool in this situation.
He was a figment of my imagination.
I hope he is happy as he moves on.
When this catches up; I'll be long gone.
There is never going to be another next time.
I do not want another time for him to be mine.
So think now, who's the played out trick?
Go home, scurry back to her. Go quick.
We were married and he called me wife.
But he never intended for it to for life.
Stop it. Just leave me all alone.
I was his wife not a trick he took home.

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