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I tell you my wants, my needs,

and it falls on deaf ears.

How many times can we go

through this endless cycle?

Four years as a prisoner,

four years in a house built on lies.

You both saved my life and ruined it-

my biggest blessing and greatest regret.

Over time, you whittled me down 

and now I'm hanging by a thread.