He threw me away the other day,
Like an antiquated machine.
He spoke the deplorable word
And crushed all of my dreams.
He used me as an instrument of pleasure,
I was his angel of lust.
He disposed my agonizing heart
And turned my life to dust.
Forsaken in the darkness,
I've been waiting for the day,
When in malevolence i will strike him
And coerce him to say:
"I am sorry that i made you
Into a doll wrapped in red lace.
I am sorry that i caused you
To fall from your grace."
Secluded in the darkness,
All i think about is vengeance.
Awaiting the day of confrontation,
When I'll be free of his existence.
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