Rielle Hunter
HELL HERE.
He’ll hire her, rent her; he’ll enter her, he’ll tell the lie.
Eerie? True.
I hunt, I lure, I lie, then I hurt her.
Then I hurt.
Rue the lie, rue the lure, rue the rut, rue the hurt.
Until he return?
Rue the elite runt.
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