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Jilted (Bride of the She-Hyena)

[Verse 1] She was a she-hyena, wild and gold With breath like spice and thighs' tight hold She took me raw on altar stone Then left me dressed, I wept alone I kept the veil, the dress, the cake— Cobwebbed white beneath the lace. I stopped the clocks, sealed all the doors, A bride forever, but hers no more.. [Verse 2] I found a child of human stock And shaped her soul like sharpened rock I taught her silence, taught her sting A blade I honed for suffering Estella was my art, my task A mirror forged behind a mask And when she bloomed, so cold and stark, I told her, “Break a she-hyena’s heart.” [Chorus 1] She comes tonight—the second one Another bitch beneath the sun She’ll laugh and strut and never learn— But this time… the hyena burns. [Verse 3] But this one—Scuzzy—sauntered in She kicked the door and drank my gin No shame, no shoes, just fur and hair She sat upon my velvet chair She called me "ma'am," then groped my maid She made Estella blush and fade My girl, once steel, began to sway— I hissed, “Now strike!” But she just looked away. [Chorus 2] She kissed the girl. She crushed the cake. They thrashed until the floorboards quaked. Estella moaned and curled and yearned— And still… the hyena turned. [Bridge] I meant to break her, not to fall But Scuzzy pressed me to the wall She bit my lace and traced my skin I gasped aloud, my fight grew thin They laid me down on sugared stone They coaxed a yip I'd never known And all I built to trap and bind Was wrecked by want and heat and grind [Final Chorus] She fucked the cake. She made me gasp. We gnashed and clawed; the candles crashed. My dress caught fire with sudden churn— And yes… the bride at last will burn. [Outro] “My charred flesh curls... My breath, thin, and slow... Years of cold undone… By your wild, burning heat. Thank you, hyena... Thank you, Scuzzy.”