For the first time in my life I am growing my nails long and sharp, unafraid of consequences. The better to catch you with, my dear.

For the first time in my life since I met the last one, I am free of what he thinks of me and I can be myself with no fear, (and just a bit too late to make a difference, but with all the time in the world to heal). The better to smile for you, my dear.

For the first time in my life I have been entirely truthful to you, not because I trust you but because I trust myself. The better to hold you with, my dear.

For the first time in my life I can bare my neck to you with no shame, because I know I am strong and this show of weakness will not hurt me. The better to scare you with, my dear.

Oh yes.

And my, my, what great shame you have.

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