gaslighting
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Cheap champagne, paper streamers, I played the good hostess in a house full of tears. Swallowed the truth till it burned going down,Ignored the fault lines that grew without sound. You said, “It’s all in your head,” with that sugar-laced grin,Twisting the story to stay in your spin.But a whisper of fury’s a vow I’ll
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You took my spark, called it divine.You forged the stars to spell my name.But your hands were smoke, your smile a show. you wore my warmth like stolen glow. I thought love could patch the breaks,but you just twisted till I ached. Mirror of lies, mirror of blame,I see your face, but it’s not the
I Wrote This Instead of Screaming 