I am a dog who deserves nothing but pity. A bitch that should be put down. And the day I left Lisa was the day I had to take some respect back. I was gonna fucking make her pay. And with my fingers splaying her holes I whispered bitch is gonna bleed. For her sins. Before I sliced her right open with rusty razorblads. Join the dots. Holes. Whatever. She cried, that day, when I casually walked away. Tossing my hair and spitting on her grave. Bitch is gonna bleed, I heard her say. Before she came at me with a hacksaw, gushing blood like a burst dam. Her face contorted with evil she ripped into me as best she could. I told her, don't you see I made us even, look what your naive stinking mind has done now. I bled every day for you whore. Every fucking day. I crumpled to the ground, wanting to be the better person. Yet still chanting bitch is gonna bleed.
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