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You set me on fire;

tried to kill me.

I was left scarred

with 3rd degree burns

Every day excruciating,

living with these wounds,

Who I was,

you changed; forever,

Still recovering from the tragedy;

and only hatred to keep me going

 Its funny how Bitches like you can just walk off

and take a man's soul without a second thought

Your ice only made my fire that much stronger,

and all you did was turn me into a monster!!!!!