I told you my pain, and you reenacted it perfectly
It is as if I wrote you a script on how to tear me apart
You sat and listened day after day, word after word, and you sat and memorized it
Like you were memorizing a script
As if my pain was a movie, you were about to act out again
Sequel
I gave you your own part in a sequel
Because I told you exactly what happened, exactly what hurt, exactly how I felt
And you waited until the perfect point
Then reenacted it perfectly
Sequel of my life
Part two
Written by me
Made by you
And you did it perfectly.
This was written by our contributing writer, Rebecca-Rose Mitchell.
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