I hardly believe in second chances.
Once a cheater is always a cheater.
You can frantically doubt my stances,
Like I am standing in your way obscure.
It’s purely my madness,
Thinking of this cold blooded massacre,
Disguised as a princess;
Deep inside you are a monster.

I can forgive thieves and killers,
But you are the one with weapons of
mass destruction. Correction;
Hurt me twice, I will stand stronger,
Because honey, this is my resurrection.
You can’t break a shattered heart further,
Which took me years of reconstruction.
A faithful fortification. My procrastination.


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