When Anne Boleyn met Henry VIII
I wonder if she knew all he would take
Her dignity, her soul, her very life.
All for the prospect of a better wife.
When I met you, I never would have guessed
That once you had me, you would suddenly forget.
I gave you my body and handed over my heart
All for the anticipation of a new start.
Shame on you for fooling me first
But letting you fool me again was the worst.
The reckless smile is what drew me back
With those sad, green eyes, I had to cut you some slack.
But unlike Anne, I won’t let you break me
Any more than you have been lately
I’ll stay strong and rise above
Your lies, deceit and inability to love.
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