He says I hurt him, acted wild,
But those are lies, I’m still so mild.
He doesn’t care what I endure,
Through stress and pain, I stay sincere.
I feel the weight of false claims made,
That I’m to blame for every fade.
He doesn’t see my body’s fight,
Pregnant, weary, through the night.
Though rage and doubt cloud his mind,
I hold on tight, our hearts entwined.
I won’t give up, I’ll find a way,
To heal what’s broken, make him stay.
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