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Three
Standing there beneath the ash and the broken glass looking sad kind of feeling mad I don’t understand why she did burned all my stuff the chick had gone crazy she said enough was enough thought I was cheating that chick is crazy she stabbed me in the chest and my arm went lazy now she’s locked up police came and sent her away on a psycho truck knowing it was helping me more than it was helping her you should’ve heard some of things she screamed that s*** was blurred she said she love me but it was time to die I could see the crazy twitch sparking in her eye she said if she can’t have me no one else will she talking about killing me and she’s for real I started panting I was scared as hell thinking why did I get out her crazy cell I saw something in her eye you call it sparkle I call it my demise 3 years have passed and she’s long gone she got a kid and she’s moved on ran into her the other day she didn’t even recognize my f***ing face she said hello how are you today I said Lynn she said you know my name? I said Lynn yea we use to date couple years back anyways she said I’ve been through so much stuff my memories not good enough nice to meet you she said then she left took her daughter and headed west the little girl turned and looked at me I yelled out how old is she. Lynn looked back with a smile at me and said and she’s 3