She committed suicide
The moment
She faked love
Orgasms and pregnancies
Only to enjoy free lunch
In my home
Riding my car
Using my debit card
Stealing my gadgets
And
Spreading lies
About me
While opening her legs
To new dicks
Narrating me
As
Her brand new
Sob story
Note: This abused body (abused by her own hands via drugs, promiscuity, alcohol, and what not), useless vagina and saggy boobs she carries around belong to a zombie who killed her own soul with her own hands. This piece of shit exists as a reminder to everyone that no matter how much a human lives off others (state of individuals) behind the guise of love, whether she was born or not, it had never made any difference to the world.
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