You're haunting to show off,
Yet all I do is scoff.
You never could compete,
Because that'd be quite a feat.
My beauty has few parallels,
And my voice is akin to bells.
Yet, you desperately hold on,
To a relationship long gone,
To show off your stolen success,
Is what I'm left to guess,
As there's few other possible reasons,
Besides to display your sins,
Trying to rub it in,
That you stole successes with men.
Beta female, I regret you.
Serial rapist, I detest you.
That I once mistook you for a friend,
Was sad on my end.
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J.A. Blanchard
Mika Kitsuhana Bouren
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