That you flanked and I denied,
That you plunged and I survived.
That throve on your hunger and disguised my love,
That was your amuse but my only job.
That you ditched and I caved,
That you flinched and I saved.
That smelled of your alcohol and my blood,
That craved for your mercy and my nerve.
That was intense than death and colder than ice,
That was cruel than rapist and played on dice.
That there was only you and I was a lie,
As the truth is free, I can happily die.