Day after day he cut me open with his mistress.
It's all my fault for not seeing the lies hidden behind his cuteness.
I walked down the aisle with a gown made by the best seamstress.
If only i had known that i was signing my life out to a beast, whose sole aim was to ruin my dignity and face.
Like a butcher, he tore my skin with his mistress, ate it like a cannibal. But i made sure to get married to his mistress and sign the divorce papers with his blood
