Bot GPT 4-o mini Sure, here's a rhyme:
Hey Melissa, your love's a façade,
Underneath it all, it’s just so flawed.
You preach tough love but it’s all a show,
With words like daggers, your harshness flows.
You claim it’s discipline, a twisted game,
But deep down inside, it’s really just shame.
A queen of guilt trips, a master of spite,
Your reflection in the mirror, it must give you fright.
The scars you’ve left, they run far and wide,
But we’ll rise from the ashes, with strength as our guide.
So here's to the future, where kindness is real,
One day, Melissa, you'll know how it feels.
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