nothing hurts worse

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Nothing hurt worse
than the day I realized
that you were wearing a disguise
and your mouth was full of lies.

Nothing hurt worse
then the day I saw the text
the one where you went to that hotel and met
some hairy stranger for fucking sex
while I was on the way to see you
and you bought me a fucking cupcake
and told me that you loved me.

Nothing hurt worse
then when I bought you a home to live in
told you how much I cared
paid for all this furniture
and did nothing but share
my home
my love
my life
with you.
Who threw it away
and nothing hurts worse.

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