I'm a married woman
I've cheated on him with Death
Twice
But he burned our divorce papers
Strangled me with love
And ****** me alot of misfortunes


I married a ******* by chance
People call it luck
He's obsessive, possessive and inconclusive
But my parents call it a miracle
This man with endless demands


I made love to him
Gave birth to anxiety
But Life expects too much of me
Whilst I lust after his brother
Dreaming of mothering Death's child