I was drunk by him to the emptiness
I am no longer happy as a butterfly.
He has broken my heart numerosely.
and I go on living like a concubine.
My chains sparkle , they are - iron , hot.
ankles are tied by rotten ropes.
I am no a witch , nor a myrtyr.
I am just a cursed soul with a lost mind.
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