He called me again. My ex.
The more he called, the more realized I am.
He was meant to be out of my equator, was a generous act of invisible hands of the lord.
Salvation.
Rescue.
Prevent.
I'm saved. For now.
I realize, I can see it clearer,
My ex was, is, will be, an arse.
He might be a great smart wise guy in his business world. But as a man, he fails.
And yet, he still thought I'm his ho.. Unpaid ho..
Arse.
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