Dear Jewish Husband,

I guess I was just a whore to you.
You got borred, so now were through.
Did you think I'd stay here waiting?
The truth in your lies is finally fading.
You're not the only one for me.
I've moved on and now you'll see.
I can't take your shiit any longer,
What doesn't kill me makes me stronger.
I thought when you left, my life was over,
I wanted so bad to taste the revolver.
I am not going to cry anymore.
The scars you made are no longer sore.
See you later or never, I just don't care.
I'm more than tiered of your jaded affairs.
Your burning bride shal never return.
She's no longer your concern.
NOTE: directed to my ex
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