Ashamed. You have no idea. Fell in love and screamed his name from rooftops. Got taken in for psychiatric evaluation as he hoarded old televisions and fat sacks of weed for payment. He needed none of it and as I bowed to him, he picked my pockets clean. How did I become the hunted? The woman of warmth and birthday cakes. Watched infomercials of Time Life music while you played. I stayed in those four walls. I laid down my life! He choked me until my pupils dialated. I felt them. Oh, my head and my heart! Shadow swallowing shadow. He had a list of pros and cons about his best friend's wife. I couldn't get away.
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